Driving to survive returned for season 7, and it's an absolutely cat of people like me who were turned into Formula One fans thanks to the hit show Netflix. Even directed me for GMT start for 4am Australian Grand Prix This weekend.
I am one of the many for which I had a narrative context behind the Vroom Vrooming and enigmatic figures dressed in helmets, made F1 feel available to me for the first time. The truth is that I could never get into the sport if I had no chance to meet these beautiful boys and their high -end peaks and spin, long -term friendships and rivals. It is the only real television I see, and better than any soap opera. It can go for a long time.
Charles Lekillz in Silverstone.
Last season it seemed (in so many ways) to be the most common season of F1 in recent history and to drive to survive unfortunately captures it from all angles. It was even more exciting for me to look at it in retrospect, as this was the first year I made to Silverstone (though for the day of exercise), and as a result now I know how to feel like the IRL's smile from the heart of Ferrari's heart, Charles Lecer.
Leclerc is set to compete in “Heart” this year due to a dramatic move documented at the beginning of this season's season. In case you miss it – Louis Hamilton announcing that he will finally split ways with Mercedes moving to Ferrari caused a dramatic game of music chairs. For those of you who are not F1 Superfans, this means that there will be fresh blood injection in the world F1 for this upcoming season.
Even bigger news in the F1 world were charges of sexual behavior filed against Red Bull team director Christian Horner, in which a woman employed accused him of “controlling the behavior” and sexual harassment. This resulted in the fact that Horner was suspended by the team. Drive to survive this hand up the season, along with Hamilton's move, but does not devote no more than 20 minutes to the discoveries and subsequent investigation in which Red Bull cleared Horner from inappropriate behavior.
Since Netflix caught the moment Horner reveals his alleged WhatsApp messages with the woman leaked to every F1 team director, you might be forgiven that you imagine the show can devote more time to it – not because it is a mere -bouge – but because it is a serious material.
After all, it is disappointing to see that producers seem to brush the scandal under the rug at the earliest opportunity and fail to use it as an opportunity to explore what are undoubtedly some of the challenges of being a woman in this strongly male dominated.
Horner has his own chance of talking to cameras, but producers do not seem to have an extended opportunity for women's employees to tell their side of the story. And then the scandal is never mentioned again. The Red Ball chief gets more time on the screen than almost someone else, as the season continues to play.
Perhaps fortunately for Horner, there is a new candidate for Paddock's biggest villain in the form of Flavio Briator. An Italian businessman, Briatore, returned to F1 after 15 years after his previous career in sports that was drawn to cheating charges. Now he has come back, and behind his tinted sunglasses (with their orange frames that seem to reflect the glitter of a permanent complexion) he is determined to play a royal manufacturer for the team alpine.
The drama continues to play on the right track, as McLaren finishes Red Bull's success in the constructor championship, and Little Lando Norris finds his legs as a serious candidate to potentially detonate Max Versailles in the driver's placement.
Norris does not get the most famous portrait this season (thanks to his growing reputation as F1 Playboy), and yet I couldn't help, but I'm not sorry for his apparent discomfort with the media and some of the more intrusive aspects of the work. I even have a great respect for Versailles, who continued to dominate the right track, despite his two toxic fathers-Biological father Josos and F1 father Christian-Beya in a great fight for most of the year.
The best episode of this season is the one in which Netflix gives drivers phones while traveling and competing in the Grand Prix in Singapore to shoot their shots. The idea for Lewis Hamilton to climb from his bed in the morning feels completely amazing, but some drivers have taken the task seriously. Nothing more than former Mercedes Hamilton teammate George Russell (the F1 driver, who I think is also likely to read CNET) giving us constant Alan Partridge-ESK, a comment behind the scenes that lists an unused career on YouTube.
In the midst of the chaos, this driving season to survive feels like the end of an era – and not only because Hamilton left Mercedes and the running of Red Bull's unmatched success seems to have led his course. There is a real change in the guard in the cast of the characters shown on the show, with charismatic figures such as Daniel Ricciardo and Gunter Steiner (both make for brilliant television).
Whether the series of incoming young debutants will be just as infinitely fun as the stupid duo Pierre Gasley and Yuki Tsuoda, in the early F1 days, remains to be seen. Now, at the dawn of the 2025 season, they are probably more concerned about how their performances on the track will be measured. But selfish, I hope they find their groove out of the track and discover something of the cameras themselves for Season 8. Whether they turn out to be possible sociopaths, class clowns, unlikely soft or something between them, I'm here for it all.