Yet another attempt, rather bankrupt, in search of the formula that has made certain movies extremely successful, traveling with very little grit and very low narrative ambitions the road of the automotive genre in cinema the already asphalted and traveled with knowledge of the by the now historical, mainly in the field of pure entertainment, saga of "Fast and Furious".
The result is a useless film to which eats the elegance that desperately seeks, the grit necessary to entertain and a personality that could have made him at least distinguishable.
The main problem is the unawareness of the director, who seems to have never understood what kind of film he should have shot. "Overdrive" rather than a gripping action film resembles a long advertising that can be perfumes, cars or simply clothing, in short, everything but a movie.
If only Antonio Negret had paid more attention to the development of the plot, which is extremely trivial and hasty, or even just the same attention that he used to continuously frame the surrounding environment and faces as well as the bodies of the various actors, the film could also to work, let's say that the plot is also vaguely interesting and could have given rise to a film at least for entertainment.
Even the cast is not at all helpful with the trivial and cloying interpretations and with a Scott Eastwood who seems to be trying to cover up his surname from film to film. It must also be said that the screenplay proves to be a major obstacle for them, with an extremely superficial writing of characters, an equally superficial characterization and an initial presentation of them that is extremely didactic and irritating.
In short, the film is missing a lot of things just to be considered such but the biggest mistake is probably the fact that the director seems not to have noticed, given his pompous and presumptuous approach.
