It's supercharged with wit and visual invention even when its characters are just making sandwiches or doing laundry. This is a squealing-tires symphony that owes more to Jacques Tati, William Friedkin, Nicholas Winding Refn and Michael Mann than to Justin Lin or Michael Bay, channeling equal parts Heat and High Fidelity. Walk or take public transit to the theater, as the urge to drive recklessly on your way home will likely prove overwhelming. And burns enough rubber to make Vin Diesel's purely metaphorical hair stand on end.īaby Driver is a rush of a movie, is what I'm trying to convey to you.
Also Exhibits D, E, G-flat and whatever other notes one might require to play the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion's "Bellbottoms," the first of many expertly curated soundtrack selections Wright uses to elevate his natty comic romance into a genre deconstruction that sings like Freddie Mercury and dances like Freddie Astaire. He's right about that, and I offer into evidence Edgar Wright's intoxicating new chase flick Baby Driver as Exhibit A. The director John Woo, whose filmography contains an aggregate body count in the quadruple digits, has frequently observed that action movies and musicals are close cousins.
Baby (Ansel Elgort) looks dubious as Doc (Kevin Spacey) convinces him to do One! Last! Job! in Edgar Wright's Baby Driver.
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