Baby Driver is a movie like Star Wars, Titanic, or any other film that you saw where the overall awesomeness of the film overrides any idea of what you think a good movie could be and to those who don’t like Titanic or Star Wars, keep it up, other opinions fuel a conversation, and plug in any movie that made you feel like you could fly but you could never figure out why? Baby Driver is the real deal, the type of blown out, beautiful action movie that pumps you up so much because it takes the time to not do so. What I mean by that is that the first act of Baby Driver, isn’t really a first act, it’s a first and a second act. The status quo stays the same so long that you don’t realize that the film is just sizzling in the pan. It might not be deep, but it effortlessly creates an entertaining status quo which puts up a facade enough so that the movie can shift from being a good to a GREAT! (yes it deserves that exclamation point) movie. There is such thing as an effortless movie. A movie that works it’s paces so well that you start to notice the facade behind all of it. Baby Driver feels a bit like that...until it’s not. I haven’t seen too many movies that have the gall to act like they’re a fun PG-13 romp just to get the audience into a comfortable cruising mode and then gun the accelerator into something totally new. There’s no real way to describe what it feels like whenever the film starts to really take off, but when it does Baby Driver becomes one of the best action movies of all time. It’s the seamless mixture of painful sadness, adrenaline-fueled awesomeness and the always helpful tool of earnestness bleeding all over the movie make this movie one of the most entertaining films you will ever see. Oh right, bleeding, Baby Driver doesn’t take advantage of it’s “R” rating until just the right time. The escalation of the violence matches the escalation of the action, and the story and eventually the violence starts to become a stakes raising part of the experience. This movie doesn’t feel just like an Edgar Wright movie (with apologies to Mr. Wright), this movie feels like it wants to convince you that it is an Edgar Wright movie before becoming a movie that represents the rampant abilities of cinema, high art and low. A transcendent experience, that blasts onto the screen with such confidence that you can only barely hold onto your seat. Baby Driver wrenches you, shoots you forward, throws you around and stops you dead, with its thrilling car chases, excellent characters, and gruesome violence. The film idling on a first act for the first 90 minutes and then just going nuts has the effect of a life changing shot of adrenaline. Each new, wonderful twist in each wonderful character invigorates the movie into one of cosmic greatness. There hasn’t been a movie that I’ve left feeling this good and this broken (analytically) in a while. You want me to describe why Baby Driver is good? That first act thing helps. You want me to describe why it’s REALLY GREAT! I couldn’t tell you. Edgar Wright has concocted a cocktail like nothing you’ve seen in theatres before. A new classic by every sense of the word and if you don’t go see Baby Driver, you are missing out on a movie that will be talked about like Star Wars or Titanic. You bet your ass it is that good. I give Baby Driver a 10 out of 10.
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