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Drive (2011)
    
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Director:
Nicolas
Winding Refn |
COUNTRY
USA |
GENRE
Action/Drama |
NORWEGIAN TITLE
Drive |
RUNNING
TIME
100
minutes |
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Producer:
Michel Litvak
John Palermo
Marc Platt
Gigi Pritzker
Adam Siegel |
Screenwriter (based on "Drive" by James Sallis):
Hossein Amini |
Review
One of the most critically acclaimed
films of 2011, having been highly praised at the Cannes film festival
where it screened, was Nicolas Winding Refn's grim action-drama Drive.
Refn first made a name for himself in the mid-1990s in his native
Denmark with hard-hitting poetic realism in films such as Bleeder
and the Pusher
trilogy. This, his first American film, ostensibly follows much the same
formula. And Refn's hard-boiled style and wonderful mise-en-scene sets
our hopes up as we slowly (very slowly) get to know an uncommunicative,
seemingly shy mechanic and stunt/getaway driver (Ryan Gosling). The
opening scene in which he provides getaway for two criminals is
exhilarating, with crisp, realistic action. Unfortunately, there is
little crisp about the rest of the story, which
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stripped of Refn's style
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feels like something out of a 1980s B-film starring for instance Charles
Bronson, with cardboard archetypical bad guys and a clichéd, uninspired
romantic subplot.
Still, the most disappointing aspect
of Drive is our protagonist, who is flat, undeveloping and seems
almost mentally challenged the few times he speaks. Don't get me wrong,
I'm not saying all film characters should be Woody Allen or Quentin
Tarantino types, but neither Refn or Gosling seem to have anything to
communicate with the so-called "Driver" character
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well, other than the fact that he becomes inexplicably ultra-violent and
deadly now and again. Gosling's work here is disappointing. His typically
underplayed, emotionless performing finally falls completely flat when
he doesn't get any support from the script or the character relations.
He has one fine scene in a motel room with Christina Hendricks. Other
than that, he seems to hope that inaction works as a reaction.
Reportedly, he and Carey Mulligan cut much of the dialogue between their
characters in the script, because they felt the chemistry between them
said it all. Mr. Refn: This is the type of situation actors have
directors for.
I can see what the film tries to accomplish, but in
addition to lacking quality in the writing department, the formula of a
non-speaking man with no name forced into committing ultra-violent acts
has in my opinion long since been used up. After all, Clint Eastwood is
in his 80s and the aforementioned Charles Bronson passed away a few
years ago. I'm very surprised that so many critics has allowed
themselves to be blended by this banal story camouflaged as being artsy
through some fine cinematography, a fresh soundtrack (by Cliff Martinez,
who's having a great year), and by replacing decent narrative and
dialogue with unrelenting takes of inanimate characters who seem to be
pondering things that they never share with us.
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