The reving of engines and thumping of a sound track are staples of the action genre. However, by the end of Baby Driver they might as well have been nails on a chalkboard, as Edgar Wright’s newest film is a cacophony of images and sounds painted onto a very thin plot. Baby Driver tells the
I have to confess something to you all, this might be the toughest early predictions I’ve ever done. Not because it was tough to select films, but because the prestige fare we seem to be getting looks so boring. Aside from Hugh Jackman’s musical and Call Me By Your Name, the field looks so bland