I saw Drive over the weekend. I didn't particularly know what to expect, other than that the critics loved it and the plot seemed fun and compelling (a stunt driver who moonlights as a getaway driver). Oh boy. That was NOT what I got. Think european art house plus horrifying 70s/80s film gore. The first half is amazing and understated and filled with pregnant silences that communicate far more than actual dialogue. Amazing cinematography. It was very good. Then. THEN. Do you enjoy forks to eyeballs? Hammers to hands? Close-range shotgun murders? Razors to necks? And my favorite, graphic head stomping?
Let's just go ahead and talk about the skull crushing so you can experience the magic with me! I have never felt so nauseated in my life. They don't show it. But you hear it. Onomatopoeia time! CRACK crack CRUNCH crunch crunch SMUSH smush smlursh SPLASH splash splash... You get the picture. It was the best.
Why am I talking about this wonderful/awful movie? The soundtrack. Fantastic! Really very good! It's French electro-house and it almost kept me from retching.
Desire- Under Your Spell by thorstein
Kavinsky - Nightcall by lordpiyo
Download the rest of it now. There is even a track called "Skull Crushing," where you can go ahead and keep imagining that scene with me. Have fun!
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