After I bailed on the Dog’s Journey, I tried to watch this one. At first, I thought this would be basically the same, but with more nascar racing. Boy, was I wrong. The contrast in quality is immense! The Art of Racing in the Rain is not particularly complex, and it uses rather basic elements to evoke your feelings, but it is so masterfully delicate. As an example, I watched emotionless as the dog was put to sleep at the hands of the crying master in the other movie, while here the dog dies off-screen and no one teared up, but the audience.