Absolutely Fantastic

In truth, there is barely enough story here to make a film.

Strong acting helps the film overcome an uncertain premise and create characters that hold our attention absolutely.

It's funny, it's tense, it features two great performances from two actors and the director expertly creates a web of odd tension where you actually don't know what is happening for the majority of the run time.

Extremely enjoying RIDE with Norman Redus. Keep the episodes coming.

I watch all of the motorcycling shows on TV and Ride with Norman Reedus is the best. Alton Brown's short series was too raw and Dennis Gates' shows were too slick and lacked depth in local contact and content. Others vary in between. Ride... is a great mix of bikes, riding, local color, and people encountered on the way. Every episode is like a real ride with new locales and people encountered mixed with the ride that we all as motorcyclist know well. The variety of bikes reinforce motorcycling as a whole and no specific group with a more limited focus. On a tour in Senoia with my wife (I am not a "Walking Dead" fan) a rat bike cruised up and down the street several times. The tour guide commented that the rider was not Norman. My comment to my wife was "I know it is not Reedus because he knows how to ride and the poser going up and down the street doesn't". Thanks for the show and keep it up.

Okay. So this review is coming a year late. I've nothing negative to say though. I thoroughly enjoyed this survey of motorcycle culture and made me more than a little envious. Don't lose your wonderful enthusiasm. I hope you'll be following all this up with a second series. I've only ridden a motorcycle once in my life but I can say with confidence that I enjoyed it. I'd like to see more! -Alisa C.

In a show about exploring America on a motorcycle it seems odd that the show would be flooded with so many Triumphs and Ducatis. As best I can tell they only show 2 American bikes thru the entire show. A Confederate Hellcat (a specialty boutique bike) and a Sportster (The weeniest of the Harley's).No Dynas or Fatboys. No Indians. No Vulcans. No Japanese bikes whatsoever. Nothing but a flood of overpriced, electrically challenged Triumphs.I'll never understand the pervasive idea that anything from Europe must be better. And in this case it's a slap in the face to American motorcyclists.