Oh look, I am asking you guys for help. Again. I am currently writing a Hollywood review of Drive for my Film course. I’m doing okay. It has to be concise, engaging, informative, all of the things you would expect from a review. Now, I am going to post an embarrassing thing that I wrote when Drive was released and you can tell me if there is anything in it worthy of recycling. It is not a review, it is an expression of love and a burst of random thoughts. It is unedited and terrible but I would like a little hand.
“This isn’t really a review, I am just totally bursting with things to say about Drive. Let me just preface by saying that before going to see Drive today, I knew very little about it. I’d read some articles etc but at the end of the day I’d just planned to take my boyfriend for his birthday because he loves Ryan Gosling. I knew that I’d probably enjoy it, but I had no high expectations or any idea what was going to happen. I was expecting violence and cars and Gosling, all of which I love. However I was still really, really pleasantly surprised. It was perfectly done. The dialogue wasn’t exactly cracking, between Gosling’s near total silence and Perlman’s profanity there wasn’t much to listen to, but the visuals and the acting were so beautiful even without many words. Even if I didn’t have the incredible beauty of Gosling and Mulligan to be looking at throughout, this was still a gorgeous film. I understand that it was set in present day but there was still a retro feel about the thing with the pink neon, the clothes, the cars. The Euro pop also gave a helping hand to the ‘80s feeling. This was of course down to the film having Nicolas Winding Refn, a Danish man, as director. Even the violence, whilst I disagree that it was tasteful, was beautiful. It made me flinch and feel a little ill and hurt all over in the affected body parts – eyes, arms, stomachs, mouths…but it was glorious. There is always a thrill in seeing someone get their face stamped on until it caves in, but perhaps that is just me. As with Captain America the romance made me absolutely miserable, I was waiting constantly for a lasting relationship and some sex but all I got was a kiss and some time together. His illicit relationship with Irene did however affect me in a pretty deep place even without a real ‘relationship’ as it were. More affecting was of course his relationship with her son; I cried from the first time that he carried Benicio to his bed covered in his hideous/super cool scorpion jacket to when he had to leave them behind. Even the car chases were cut and shot in such a different, fast paced way that I found them far more interesting than usual. The shots of everything were absolutely gorgeous, I especially loved the way that we saw him in his driver’s mirror so many times throughout the film that we saw him getting more tired, haggard and stubbly as the film goes on and the stress piles up. It was just perfect. As I’ve said it was entirely gorgeous – amazingly shot and edited and the colours were perfect. The acting was top class and even with so few words Mulligan was the saddest soul I’ve seen on screen for a while. The soundtrack was contrapuntal but still fitting with the visuals if not the action. Every single time I thought that someone couldn’t possibly get hurt again, they did. In a worse, more inventive way than the last time. Drive was five stars and worth whatever it will cost you to get to the cinema as soon as possible. Trust me. ”
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