I see Ryan F. Gosling as the star of the film. He gently take control, moving the incompetent cyclist who hopes to extinguish the fire, to a safe zone, while Gosling puts out the potential blaze, all the while making sincere, self-deprecating and charming remarks that bend knees and loosen bra straps. The food truck daughter falls in love with him. She’s quirky, unlike her dad, and wears glasses the way that Zooie Deschanel would. She sets about trying to find him after he vanishes into his heroism. The rest of the movie writes itself.

Must have been a temporary mental lapse in all the excitement.