Bobby Deerfield (1977)

This movie is so underrated, this reporter could write a book on it.

Bobby Deerfield follows Al Pacino as the title character, an American race car driver living in Europe who has to reevaluate his life after one of his fellow drivers dies in an inexplicable crash. While visiting another driver in a medical facility, he meets and begins to fall for a quirky and outspoken woman named Lillian (Marthe Keller) who unfortunately has a terminal illness.

I’m convinced that Bobby Deerfield walked so The Fault In Our Stars could run.

Listen, Bobby Deerfield isn’t perfect. I see why it wasn’t super well-received by critics in its day. But there’s just something really charming and pleasant about it. And Pacino does a hilarious Mae West impression at the end that will make you melt.