Here comes “Baby Driver,” an action comedy that’s wildly entertaining. It has everything neither “Transformers: the Last Knight” nor “The Mummy” have: a fresh script, colorful characters, first-rate action scenes, and laughs all around.
Ansel Elgort gives his best performance to date as Baby (that’s his name), a getaway car driver who uses the right music to play at the right scenes of every heist. That and ever since his parents got killed in a car accident, he was left with a ringing in his ears and the music drowns it out.
He drives the car, while the criminals: Buddy (Jon Hamm), Darling (Eiza Gonzalez), and Griff (Jon Bernthal) steal the cash. His boss Doc (Kevin Spacey) promises him to be straight with him, and by “straight,” Baby thinks he has one more job, and that job would be to drive a coo coo bird named Bats (Jamie Foxx) and his two goons (Flea and Lanny Joon) at an early morning robbery. He’s straight.
Then, there’s the romance between Baby and a diner waitress named Deborah (Lily James), who shares the same taste in music, and he loves her style and beauty. Unfortunately, Doc didn’t say Baby was done yet. He has to drive Buddy, Darling, and Bats at a post office robbery, which ends up going horribly wrong.
“Baby Driver” was written and directed by Edgar Wright, the genius behind
“Shaun of the Dead,” “Hot Fuzz,” and “The World’s End.” Here, he brings it all together: action, comedy, romance, thrills, music. You just love hearing Barry White, Simon & Garfunkel, and Queen on the soundtrack.
The writing is also wickedly fresh. It has a certain old fashioned quality mixed with the modern era. No matter how difficult the odds are, the main character (that’s Baby) always manages to thrive through them. And never once was I irritated.
And what about the cast? It’s unbelievable. Elgort, James, Spacey, Gonzalez, Bernthal, Hamm, and Foxx-all wonderful; Flea and Joon-small but comical; and Paul Williams’ cameo as an arms dealer-totally works. This has one of the best ensembles in one of the best films of the year, period. Take my advice: don’t see “Transformers: The Last Knight” nor “The Mummy”; go see “Baby Driver.”