Manifest Destiny

Ian Bloom wrote Manifest Destiny at age 32, over four days, after his American rebirth via Star Vehicle. Spitfire.

A race as ritual. A map as metaphysics. A myth on blacktop.

Set across the quantum-bending metropolis of Los Angeles, Manifest Destiny begins as a drag race and ends as a metaphysical coronation. The Driver, The Passenger, The Actor, The Model, and The Dealer blaze through Mulholland, Topanga, Sepulveda, the I-5 Truck Route, Griffith Park, the Zoo, Forest Lawn, and the Chateau Marmont. Each curve is a choice. Each turn is a test. Each freeway is a filmstrip. Shot for shot, it's the American dream in overdrive.

Written with Bloom's signature restraint and cosmological precision, Manifest Destiny reads like Drive ghostwritten by Borges—like The Fast and the Furious reimagined by Camus—Bullitt crossed with The Holy Mountain. Racing as rite of passage, cinema as ceremony, freedom as final destination.

America—speed, sex, the open road. God rides shotgun.

Manifest Destiny.