If there are two things I know to be certain in this confusing, ever-evolving society of ours, they are as follows:
One, if Helen Mirren wants a role in your big-budget action series about SoCal street racers who eventually become our government’s only hope against international cyber terrorism, you give Helen Mirren a role in your big-budget action series about SoCal street racers who eventually become our government’s only hope against international cyber terrorism.
Two, if Helen Mirren expresses an interest in driving a car in your big-budget action series about SoCal street racers who eventually become our government’s only hope against international cyber terrorism, you let Helen Mirren drive a car in your big-budget action series about SoCal street racers who eventually become our government’s only hope against international cyber terrorism.
This isn’t hard, people. Or rather, it shouldn’t have been. And yet…
But sadly for Mirren, Fast 8 won’t feature her behind the steering wheel. “I wanted to be driving, but unfortunately, I’m not,” she says, shrugging. “Maybe that will come in the future, in Fast and Furious 12.” She pauses. “I’m probably one of the few people on the set who know how to drive a gear shift car. I doubt The Rock knows,” she jokes.
Some notes:
- Let Helen Mirren drive! For the love of God! Let her pilot a helicopter if she wants to! What are you people doing? What could possibly be so important with the plot of this movie that you can’t squeeze in 15 seconds of Helen Mirren tearing ass through a large metropolitan area in a supercharged baby blue Subaru? Tell me. Tell me right now. Because I am livid and I demand answers.
- Helen Mirren is out here taking shots at The Rock in the press and I couldn’t love it more.
- Let Helen Mirren drive!
The only way I will get over this is if she gets in a street fight with Vin Diesel and wins.
(Via EW)
