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Baby Driver Review: Buckle Up For Edgar Wrights Go-For-Broke Pulp Musical


Now this is what I call a summer movie. Baby Driver has it all: thrills, laughs, sex, nonstop action, a killer soundtrack, a star-making performance from Ansel Elgort and a director Edgar Wright who can knock the wind out of you. When was the last time to got pumped by a car chase? This revved-up ride of a movie is loaded with them, and theyre spectacular.

OK, lets back up and get our bearings. Elgort, the teen dream of The Fault in Our Stars, plays Baby, an Atlanta getaway driver with chronic tinnitus. That constant ringing and buzzing in his ears is why hes never without his earbuds; the music in his head drowns out the buzz and replaces it with nonstop beats. The first getaway, set to Bellbottoms by the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, is choreographed by Wright (Scott Pilgrim vs. the World) with a precision to match anything in La La Land.

Heres the deal with Baby: To care for Pops (CJ Jones), the deaf gent who raised him after his mother died, hes been driving for crime boss Doc (a wickedly sly Kevin Spacey). The kid never robs a bank himself (no stomach for it); he also wants out, but theres one more job there always is. Doc sets up a crew that redefines the term natural born psychos: Folks with criminal handles like Bats (Jamie Foxx) and Griff (Jon Bernthal), along with Buddy (Jon Hamm) and his main squeeze Darling (Eiza Gonzalez). Everyone in the supporting cast goes for broke here but well single out Hamm, who adds glaze and a slice of pineapple in a performance of bracing, nutty perversity.

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Baby Driver slows down a bit when our hero falls hard for a diner waitress named Debora (Cinderellas Lily James). But the sweetness of their romance makes a pleasing contrast to the violence that escalates in the films final third. Debora, who enters the movie singing Baby by Carla Thomas, is miffed that so few songs give her a name check. You have us all beat, she tells Baby. Every song is about you. James is enormously appealing as this dreamer who shares her beaus wish to head west on the 20, in a car we cant afford, with a plan we dont have. Since Baby is a man of few words, Elgort uses his expressive eyes as a window into Babys heart. Its a challenging beast of a role and Elgort just crushes it.

Still, this is Wrights show. Best known for his Cornetto Trilogy (Shaun of the Dead, Hot Fuzz and The Worlds End), the ever-dazzling Wright tops himself with this start-to-finish sensation. Its not computers that generate the fireworks the stunts are mostly done in camera (kudos to cinematographer Bill Pope), which gives the action a you-are-there urgency that the digiverse cant match. Expanding on an idea from his own 2003 music video for Mint Royales Blue Song, Wright spent years perfecting how he wanted Baby Driver to look and sound on screen.

The British directors attention to detail pays off handsomely. Glib comparisons to 2011s Drive with Ryan Gosling dont hold up, mainly because that expressionist film noir is not what Wright is aiming for. Think Walter Hills 1978s The Driver (in tribute, Hill has a voice cameo), along with what Wright calls the Holy Trinity of 1990s pulp fiction: Point Break, Reservoir Dogs and Heat. As Baby Driver progresses, with Queen, Young MC, Martha Reeves and the Vandellasand Simon & Garfunkel reverberating in Babys ears and on the soundtrack, this one-of-a-kind filmmaker leaves his indelible stamp on every frame. Wright is a true man of action, a cinematic grandmaster. Buckle up.

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