We went to the big screen to watch this last night. We are of the age that we remember Niki Lauda and James Hunt (and drivers that preceded them).
The movie pivots on the rivalry between the two main characters. Younger, you get the impression that they hate each other early on. Hunt was the consummate Playboy. Lauda was the cold, analytical Austrian.
The plot mainly covers the F1 season in 1976. If you don’t know there were some very major twists and turns, including Lauda’s crash at the 'Ring, and his comeback.
At the end, you know that they may not have liked each other, but they did in some ways, as they made each other better. They respected each other on the track. Without spoiling it too much, Lauda is still around! Hunt is not.