fatmanandthebat

In his U.S. debut, Danish director Nicholas Winding Refn challenges fans of classic car-chase cinema to a practice in patience with this tension-ridden tale. Based on a book by James Sallis, Drive’s story about a Hollywood stuntman who moonlights, as a getaway driver in Los Angeles, doesn’t stand out plot-wise. It’s the execution and approach to action and violence that are making people take notice.

Ryan Gosling’s nameless character is a man of few words, and few jackets (stubbornly sporting same scorpion-embroidered jacket until it’s ragged and blood-splattered). The title of the film is fitting—he is simply a driver who drives, leasing out his eel-like maneuvering capabilities on a case-by-case basis. He has no history to be heard of, and the only other people in his life include the mentor/mechanic (Bryan Cranston) he works for, and the family across the hall that the character has latched onto. The mother…

Ver la entrada original 717 palabras más