ayad’s review published on Letterboxd:
I am at a loss for words. I remember the first time I watched this movie, it was like I was seeing for the first time. I became aware of all the little details and difficulties that go into make such a beautiful masterpiece.
Drive is emotion at its best. It's raw, powerful and moving. Just listening to the crescendo of music in the elevator scene as it swells up and goes silent once the lights dim out always gives me goosebumps. This is followed up by the graphic kicking and murder which is very loud as opposed to the previous, hushed, dreamlike scene.
The looks on the faces of Irene and the driver explain volumes about each character. They are both silent but the way they stare at each other as the bloody elevator doors close in on the driver explains each persona masterfully.
Drive is an impeccable example of how cinema has the power to affect emotions and to allow us to appreciate every little subtlety presented in a film.
