Probably best known for
his collaborations with Simon Pegg and Nick Frost for a series of films dubbed
‘The Cornetto Trilogy’ (Shaun of The Dead, Hot Fuzz and The World’s End),
Edgar Wright, in my opinion, is one of the most talented directors in today’s
film world. A director unparalleled in his style, his films are witty and
eccentric with his idiosyncratic style boasting a love for visual gags and
gratuitous violence. With their nods to the sci-fi genre and the downright
absurdity that parallels films such as An American Werewolf in London, his
films are somewhat symptomatic of ironically low-budget B-movies. Wright
has always been a fan of crossing the boundaries of genre, often pairing his
edgy comedic style with visual language from old school horror and sci-fi
films, and his new release is no exception.
Whilst Wright has
certainly seen success with his previous films and he is a known aficionado of
pulp cinema, one can’t exactly call him a household name. However, his new
film, Baby Driver, could be set to change that. Fourteen years ago,
Edgar Wright explored the utterly innovative and individual premise of a
music-obsessed getaway driver with a music video for the band Mint Royale. The
original concept had Noel Fielding assume the position of quirky protagonist,
but the recent film sees Ansel Elgort take on the role, one that might be his
best yet. The format of the pre-incarnation of Wright’s vision immediately
established the integral bond between music and visuals often employed in his
films. Its careful and seamless blend of action and music means that Baby
Driver can almost be credited as being a modern musical. Protagonist
‘Baby’ lives his life to the melodies of songs; simple tasks such as getting
coffee earn themselves a soundtrack. Not to mention that all heists are
choreographed to the perfect song choice found in Baby’s extensive collection
of iPods.
In musicals, dialogue
is often replaced by song and this is true in the case of Baby, a man of few
words. His lack of verbal communication is something picked up on multiple
times throughout the film. The music speaks for him; it keeps his tinnitus at
bay, it allows him to get to know Debora (his love interest played by Lily
James), it allows him to complete his getaway jobs and it allows him to connect
with his dead mother. His life is orchestrated by whichever iPod he chooses to
pick up that day and music is granted a starring role in the car-chase
thriller. Another example of Wright’s affinity for genre-bending, Baby
Driver gives a whole new meaning to the term ‘musical’.
Edgar Wright’s snappy
directing style is perfectly suited to the energetic plot filled with action
sequences, endearing moments of blossoming romance, a witty script and a
stellar cast. Baby Driver sees Kevin Spacey as the menacing
crime boss Doc, the last man you would want to be indebted to, but alas, Baby
is. Alongside him stand Jon Hamm and Jamie Foxx, to name a few of the criminals
Baby is at the hands of.
All performances are
rife with comedic wit blended unsettlingly with threatening menace, and whilst
the ensemble cast works for the most part, I do take issue with Debora. A
character as elusive as her eponymous song titles, Debora isn’t given much
substance beyond being Baby’s love interest. The narrative gives us glimpses
into her life but quickly snatches them away, meaning it is hard to become
invested in her character. A definite shame considering the potential evident
in her charming personality.
Already garnering a 97%
scoring on Rotten Tomatoes as well as innumerable five star reviews, Baby
Driver is firmly asserting itself as one of the best films of 2017.
Its stylish direction paired with a killer soundtrack make for another
successful Wright film, the level of which he certainly deserves.