Drive is relatively simple: it’s the aesthetic promulgation and subsequent liquid illustration of the inherent violent emotional tendencies which arise within those who are adept at interpreting right from wrong in the face of our decrepit world of reeking human garbage; it’s unmitigated justice with a hammer, it’s consummate justice with a shotgun, it’s bloody justice with 400 horsepower, it’s stomping justice with uncontrollable and irresolute fury; it’s frantic love, it’s hot-blooded lust, it’s savage amour, and it’s raging adoration. It’s a maniacal, clawing, sensuous, dripping orgasm of a film - decidedly paradigmatic and utterly flawless. ATR
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Drive is relatively simple: it’s the aesthetic promulgation and subsequent liquid illustration of the inherent violent emotional tendencies which arise within those who are adept at interpreting right from wrong in the face of our decrepit world of reeking human garbage; it’s unmitigated justice with a hammer, it’s consummate justice with a shotgun, it’s bloody justice with 400 horsepower, it’s stomping justice with uncontrollable and irresolute fury; it’s frantic love, it’s hot-blooded lust, it’s savage amour, and it’s raging adoration. It’s a maniacal, clawing, sensuous, dripping orgasm of a film - decidedly paradigmatic and utterly flawless.

ATR

Source: rottentomatoes.com