Last night I had got round to watching a movie I’d wanted to see a couple of years ago, but totally forgot about it. I didn’t really know what to expect from this movie as I’d forgotten most of the premise. I just knew that it was something I’d wanted to see.

It was called “The World’s Fastest Indian”, starring Anthony Hopkins. His performance was, as always, simply amazing. It’s a true story about the later years of a man named Burt Munro.

Burt Munro is a 67-year-old New Zealander who is obsessed with speed. He is a loner who lives in a bike shed on a vacant lot in a family neighborhood. He spends most of his time modifying his beloved 1920s Indian motorcycle, and occasionally racing it against modern opponents. The movie’s plot revolves primarily around Burt attempting to follow his dream of setting a new land speed record with his Indian at the Bonneville Salt Flats near Wendover, Utah.

The man spent 25 years trying to achieve his dream. I was in awe at his determination and moved by the story. I don’t want to say any more, because it would simply spoil it. I really recommend you watch this film at least once in your life.

On a downer note, right after I finished watching this, I heard Heath Ledger had died the same day.

If you just be safe about the choices you make, you don’t grow.

#Heath Ledger (April 4, 1979 – January 22, 2008)

Rest in Peace.