Scattered Immigrants: The Sacred Power of La Familia in “Fast & Furious”

Between Frames

It’s tough being a film snob and loving a movie like Fast Five. There’s a lot of flak involved. It’s never an easy conversation—at least not from my end. Lots of people see a franchise as ostensibly silly as the Fast and Furious series and all of a sudden, as if it were some kind of physiological prerogative, their lips curl up over their teeth and reveal a mouth full of snark and irony: “You love the Fast series…? You sure about that?” Even more disheartening are the people—or rather, “haters”—who come at me with complaints and generalities of how the cars overshadow the movies’ flesh-and-blood characters, while, in the same breath, admitting that they’ve never seen any of the movies.

I love this franchise. I love its sentiment. I love what it claims to evoke, which is—as purely as can be—a declaration of family and bonding. I don’t…

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