Baby Driver

I didn’t know it, but I was starved for a film with rounded characters, incredible action, a captivating soundtrack and a dash of charm. Essentially, I wanted to see a good movie, but hadn’t had the pleasure. 

Baby Driver delivered all of the above in aces. The non stop action, the colorful characters and the quick witted dialogue all draw you into the movie, and then delivers a roundhouse in the form of its music. So many movies are accompanied with flat soundtracks and boring noises. Baby Driver turned the music, the dialogue, the screeching tires and the clinking bullets into a symphony, working seamlessly with the actual music. The movie’s greatest strength was how it tied together the motion on screen with the noises we heard. It’s hard to explain, but this was a beautiful example of how to make a good movie. It takes a bit of effort, but it’s possible.

When directing the movements of the actors’ bodies, the mise-en-scene and the colors and the music, it’s easy to compartmentalize. Step one, tell the actors what to do and why, step two throw in a cool costume, some cool cars, a shiny gun. Step three, edit, step four, throw in the music. I don’t profess that that’s how it’s always done, but the basic concept is that there’s a lot to juggle, and it’s easier for someone to put a scene together in layers. 

Baby so gwumpy uwu

Baby Driver enmeshes all of the visual and audial components, delivering a movie that pumps with the beat. The scene bops, the colors crescendo, the world of Baby beats like a heart, in sync with the soundtrack playing in the boy’s ear. The central mythos of his driving skills are empowered by his music, which in turn creates the boy’s world, awash with tunes. The film does as good of a job as it can without turning into a caricature to deliver this worldview. 

For a glorious two hours, we see Baby’s world, in sync with the music, as if the tunes invigorate the energy, distinguish the color, power the action, and direct the driving. It’s magnificence is twofold, in its storytelling vision, and in its deliverance of that vision.

Tell me you how you could resist watching two hours of this masterpiece

The movie has a very solid beginning and middle third, but the closing act loses a bit of the movie’s momentum, and turned into a classic shootout clusterfuck. I hate guns in movies. There were still hints of the original charm and style from the rest of the movie, but the climax faltered.

This movie is still a fantastic flick, and definitely worth a watch. 8/10. Edgar Wright has worked his magic again, and this movie is a testament to his talent. 

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