Ritesh Sharma’s review published on Letterboxd:
As much as we can love another person there will always be things about them that we don't and can't understand, and these blind spots in our understanding can be infinitely frustrating and even tortuous to some extent. How can someone who claims to love us hurt us so badly? and moreover how can they exist as if nothing happened after hurting us? revealing no remorse or indication that their actions might have altered their ability to function?
Drive My Car reports the above mentioned complexities of human emotions brilliantly and provides a lot of insightful thoughts about what it truly means to know someone, and how our inability to know them infroms our ability to know ourselves. Its unflinchingly honest portrayal of grief makes it extremely believable. While the theme of grief might have been explored many a times in the past, Ryusuke Hamaguchi makes sure to put viewers through a never witnessed before experience by his powerful storytelling here.
The pacing and slow burn effect allow the audience to achieve an almost meditative state. I personally am a big fan of this type of storytelling, for the first 40 minutes the film teaches you how to watch it, and as it progresses it starts to reveal its truths and intentions and coalesces so beautifully at its apex.
Honestly, I won't even pretend that I understood the film fully, but the experience it provided me was simply astonishing, and I found myself bawling at the end credits. Truly a film to cherish. Take a bow, Ryusuke Hamaguchi.