If the time was different - say 1940's or early 50's - Robert Mitchum would be playing the lead and his damsel in distress would likely be Lauren Bacall. Instead, we get the millennium's equivalent - Ryan Gosling (a casting decision Charlotte heartily endorses) and Carey Mulligan (An Education).
Gosling plays Driver, a mechanic-movie-stunt-driver by day and the go-to guy for getaways at night. He sells his driving skills to anyone with the cash. Driver doesn't care what you do, or who you do it to - his job is to wait for you up to five minutes, then get you out of there. The only problem is that "there" is usually a crime scene and Driver deals with a lot of shady characters.
It's a pretty dreary existence that gets a lot brighter when Driver falls for his next-door neighbor Irene (Mulligan). She's a single mom who gets dragged into the scummy underworld thanks to her ex-convict husband. Soon, Driver is sucked into this criminal vortex when a heist arranged by Blanche (Mad Men's Christina Hendricks) goes horribly wrong.
The mayhem gets even messier when a couple of gangsters (Albert Brooks and Ron Perlman) link up with Driver's daytime boss (Breaking Bad's Bryan Cranston). From here, the movie shifts gears into high-pitched noir territory. The good guys ain't so good. The bad guys...well...are worse than you can imagine.
Driver quickly realizes that the gangsters are after more than a bag of cash and the message becomes almost biblical. The love of money really IS the root of all evil. All hell breaks loose as Driver rides to the rescue of the damsel Irene and skids into the WTF ending.
Drive is a fast-paced thriller with a dark side illuminated by a brilliant cast and flawless direction. It's fasten-your-seatbelt fun that'll leave you breathless for the brief 100 minutes it speeds across the screen.
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