The World’s Fastest Indian is all sugar and no aftertaste. Director Roger Donaldson puts on the kid gloves to bring us this septic but nonetheless endearing take on the twilight years of motorcycle legend Burt Munro.
For a film with such a dire premise, it’s curiously unaffecting. None of the characters have any particular appeal and you never really get a sense that you’re somewhere else, much less hell - essentially a gravel pit with an orange lens filter.