Thus was born the BMW film series.
The plots were simple enough: put Clive Owen inside a Bavarian Motor Works product, add some sex appeal and a healthy dose of smoke-filled burnouts, and you'll sell the shit out of young-exec market. Of course, it helped when the final productions were certifiably bitchin'. With that in mind, we shall take our Don Draper ad-guy hat off, and let the pictures speak for themselves.
In this installment of the BMW film theater:
Ang Lee's "Chosen"
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