Drive was a movie which surprised me. Harkening back to the eighties yet mastered in modernity the plot of a lonely driver working odd jobs to get by was fabulously exposed. From its evocative soundtrack to its down-to-earth plot the whole experience is a welcome breath of fresh air from the stagnant melodramas currently reigning supreme.
The story is a simple one: Driver, a stuntman for Hollywood, falls in love with his neighbor, an attractive woman whose husband is released from prison soon after Driver and her meet. Holding affection for this girl and wanting to help her and her husband escape the debt which followed him out of prison, Driver offers his services in a heist gone wrong. What follows is a poignant tale of relationships set against the backdrop of a dirty world made realistic by the characters that inhabit it.
Free of unnecessary melodrama which inhibits many current releases the tale of Driver is told with remarkable realism. Nothing seems unrealistic as far as probability goes. In addition, the protagonist is one of serene calmness which suits his persona well and brings together the whole plot that would otherwise be impossible to tell in such a direct yet concise manner.
While on the violent side it is not overly violent to the extent that it is a gore fest: the violence compliments the plot yet doesn’t steal the spotlight. Over all I found Driver to be a pleasant experience. Different yet commonplace, I would recommend this movie to anyone who has a hankering for a mature tale of desperate people in an unsatisfactory situation.