1/4 Grand Theft Auto, 1/4 Need for Speed, 1/4 Drive and 1/4 True Romance. Unquestionably asinine - as you'd expect from any Hollywood action movie - Baby Driver sets a new standard for an iPod commercial.
The best editing I've seen in a while, deserving of all the awards. Loved the writing and Spacey's casual poet self shooting pearls like "He put the Asian in home invasion" and "I knew a guy who had a machine that could turn blank ones into green". Also, I want Foxx's red sweatshirt. The man has such an underrated and underused talent. If you're a true lover of music & driving, then this is for you.
I've always loved Wright for being the most delirious formalist in comedy today, but if it's not too paradoxical of me, I thought that Baby Driver has his best shots and is his least good film. There's an interesting movie in here about drowning out the world with media, and I like that it adds geekery to the outlaw myth. But it's undeveloped, going in loops when it should be moving forward with singular purpose.
This film was building so well until around 1hr in where it threw all logic out the window and proceeded to get more and more ridiculous, asking for huge leaps of faith, turning up the shmaltz and then devolving into adrenalin fuelled eye candy. The music is excellent, the editing superb, the bad guys are terrible and it has no heart. 2.5 stars
Your enjoyment toward BABY DRIVER will rely heavily towards whether you enjoy the tracks being served by Edgar Wright (and with this, the film is qualified to be categorized as musicals), as for me, listening to the Original Soundtracks few months back once, without even listening to it again, says it all. This could be a great heist/comedy film, but it's not. It's a musical, with only few songs that I liked.
Pretty enjoyable and fun. It can be resumed by soundtrack and pop references. Maybe I'd like way more if not for Ansel Elgort and Lily James. Bonnie and Clyde vibes all around. I'm still head over heals in love with Edgar Wright. Easy like sunday morning. BANG BANG
Watching BABY DRIVER is exhausting. Here is a clever film that makes the very idea of cinema + music as emotion machines not sacrosanct, but grossly excessive. Probably because Edgar Wright's nervous/manic directing never leaves the fifth gear. The highest compliment you can pay this nerd fantasy is it's lovingly crafted pop-filmmaking, made by a genuinely talented director in desperate need of a good screenwriter.