Baby Driver's soul shines under its cool veneer

Ansel Elgort in Baby Driver. Image courtesy Sony.

It's tempting to just say Baby Driver is cool and call it a day. It definitely looks very cool, highlighted by some great action sequences and a killer soundtrack to boot. But “cool” often implies a lack of substance underneath the glittery surface, and a lot more resides under the cool action sequences and, again, that soundtrack for Baby Driver. There’s plenty of wit and soul to make it worth seeking out and watch a few times to catch those little bits that are easy to miss. It may look cool, but this movie is a bit dorkier than it initially lets on.

It is the modus operandi writer/director Edgar Wright, an incredible visual director who can never quite hide his inherent nerdiness. Even a movie as action-packed and intense as Hot Fuzz will still take a few moments to acknowledge the director's love for a terrible action movie like Bad Boys II. He does bury it a little deeper with Baby Driver though, kicking off with a thrilling opening sequence featuring a heist and some epic driving pulled off by the eponymous Baby (Ansel Elgort). He's not too far off from the prototypical nameless leads in movies like Drive and The Driver, men who are brilliant behind the wheel but can't perform once the engine cools off until they find the right woman. They’re designed to be cool guys who can only say exactly the right thing.

Baby isn't too far off from those characters either. He's awkward out in society, drowning out the world around him by blasting music from one of his many iPods to drown out what handler Doc (Kevin Spacey) describes as severe tinnitus. And Baby does eventually find that special woman who could shake him out of his doldrums in the waitress Debora (Lily James), who sees the good in the complicated, quiet man. But Baby's also a tremendous dork, choreographing to the music blasting into his ears and lip syncing love songs to his deaf adopted father Joseph (CJ Jones). Wright uses his lead character's dorkiness to contrast to the collection of coked-out crooks around him (Jon Hamm, Eliza González and a deranged Jamie Foxx), but also to separate him from the pack of quiet stoic men who came before. Baby isn't an empty husk and doesn't need to search for his humanity; he has his father to guide him and his music to keep his soul at peace.

Baby's connection with humanity is tenuous at best. Wright uses Baby Driver's soundtrack in so many different ways – from atmosphere to cuts to pure entertainment – it's easy to miss how much Baby needs it to survive in the world around him. The motivation for the music is a bit of a bait and switch, with Doc's exposition masking the actual motivation for Baby's obsession with his iPod. The realization that Baby has always needed his music to hide from the world makes him a tragic figure, providing the sentiment needed to keep the audience on his side even as he dips into the darker side of his nature. He needs that music to remain a step away from the terrible crimes he's abetting and to keep him somewhat grounded.

Baby Driver gets some interesting-to-great performances from Foxx, Hamm, Elgort and especially Spacey, but the female roles are underwritten to a discomfiting degree. It's not a problem Wright has had in the past – Shaun of the Dead, The World's End and Scott Pilgrim all have at least one complex female character – which makes it surprising how little James is given to do besides serve as the object of Baby's affection. Giving Wright a pass for it being a trapping of the genre is a little too easy as well; he subverts enough of the genre in this movie to make it an unacceptable excuse.

Wright also has a higher bar than many directors thanks to more than a decade of sustained excellence. Even his worst film, Scott Pilgrim, is a terrific comic adaptation and the best video game movie. Baby Driver is a little off the beaten path compared with the rest of his work, especially with the reduced emphasis on comedy, but the movie still fits in with what Wright has done before. His films whose exteriors – whether they be comedic or aesthetic – cover the complications that rest right underneath, and the dorky heart of their creator.

Review: Four and a half out of Five Stars

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Rating: R

Run time: 113 minutes

Genre: Action

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Target audience: Anyone who is a fan of Edgar Wright and people down for some car movie madness.

Take the whole family?: This gets pretty bloody and violent, so it is best to leave the kids at home.

Theater or Netflix?: Definitely good or at least a matinee screening.

Is this movie funny?: It is, but not in the same way as the rest of Wright's filmography. The movie is a little darker than some of his previous works, less devoted to slapstick and watching Simon Pegg fall over fences. But Wright does maintain a few of his patented hidden sight gags to keep things fun, and there is a great reference to Monsters Inc. that pays off toward the end.

Watch this as well?: Anything from Wright is a slice of fried gold, highlighted by Spaced, Shaun of the Dead and the incomparable Hot Fuzz. There are also a decent number of similarities between this, The Driver and Drive to make for a great triple feature.

'Allegiant' makes no sense

Theo James and Shailene Woodley are set to kiss at an inopportune moment in "Allegiant." Image courtesy Lionsgate.

It’s clear the filmmakers behind “Allegiant,” the newest entry in the “Divergent” series, had a very specific audience in mind when they opted to make this film. The actors are very pretty, the dialogue is very simplistic, the plot is very straightforward, and the plot holes are big enough for a tank to drive through. So, perhaps but hopefully perhaps not, this film might work for the target audience, but anyone outside of that core demographic is in for a very bumpy ride.

“Allegiant” picks up right after the end of its predecessor “Insurgent,” which came out in 2015. The gate that separated Chicago from the rest of the world has opened, but new leader Evelyn (Naomi Watts, one of many people far too good for this film) prevents anyone from leaving. Instead, she hosts a series of trials to execute the enforcers who served under the previous regime. Not happy with how things are going, series protagonist/The Special Tris (Shailene Woodley) recruits her boyfriend Four (Theo James, aka diet Paul Walker) and a few friends from the other two films in the series (Miles Teller, Ansel Elgort and Zoë Kravitz) to see exactly what life is like on the other side of the fence and to see if the grass is indeed greener.

What they discover is a futuristic society (or one even more so than the future they exist in) headed by David (Jeff Daniels), a researcher who uses Chicago as a sort of experiment to see if humanity can rid itself of the defective character traits that define life in the Windy City. Woodley, as the chosen one, is the key to his research, and he recruits her to meet up with a special council to save the denizens of her home town. Things aren't exactly going swimmingly there though; Octavia Spencer's Johanna is waging a war against Watts for control of the city to restore the factions Woodley and friends fought to destroy, and things are getting out of hand fast. Daniels' David could be the last hope to prevent a civil war, or are his motives could be far more nefarious than Woodley suspects (yes, they are). Regardless, shenanigans encompassing ships, angst, memory erasing, kidnapping, more angst, flying hockey pucks, and a hint more angst for the young stars ensue. –

“Allegiant’s” flaws are legion. It’s generally poorly acted – the high profile names are not invested in this endeavor – and impressively hideous aesthetically with some god awful CGI, and even features dialogue that’s often redundant and definitely overly simplistic even for a film aimed at tweens. The hallmark though are the plot holes, the gaps in logic that keep cropping up because the team of writers enlisted to write this travesty don’t know what to do with their characters. To use an old Roger Ebert concept, the entirety of “Allegiant's” plot machinations is dependent on people acting dumb and, in several cases, against their own or anyone else's interest. Daniels' David, who (spoiler) becomes the film's big bad, can undermine the entire counter operation run by Woodley's Tris and her friends without leaving his office. Or, at least, he should be able to enact his master plan with the flip of a switch from his couch in his boxers while watching “RuPaul's Drag Race.” But he doesn't, and he never designs his grand experiment to be able to do enact his plan, because “Allegiant” makes little to no sense as a concept or as a film.

Yet, somehow, this is actually worse than “Insurgent.” At least that one had a solid grip on the relationship between Woodley's Tris and the appropriately handsome James, who work effectively as partners (admittedly a strength of the series). This time, for some reason, the writers have James' Four pull an Aidan and devolve into a misogynistic chazz to make Woodley’s Tris feel bad. There's also no good reason why the writers opt to make Watts' Evelyn as erratic as she is; it's as if they can't decide if they should make her Eleanor Iselin, Margaret Thatcher, Mussolini, or some strange hybrid of the three.

Little about “Allegiant” makes any sense. Even the full title listed at IMDB “The Divergent Series: Allegiant – Part 1” is undercut by the name of the next film in the franchise, “Ascendant,” meaning “Allegiant” doesn't technically have a part two. Sadly, there is still at least one more film left to go in this franchise, and if it follows the pattern set by the last two “Divergent” films, it's not going to end well for anyone.

Review: One and a half out of Five Stars

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Rating: PG-13

Run time: 121 minutes

Genre: Action

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Target audience: Fans of the book series and people interested in less well-developed “Hunger Games” knockoffs.

Take the whole family?: For a series targeted at tweens, there is a whole lot of shooting and murdering going on. In other words, not so much for the little ones.

Theater or Netflix?: Stay away if you can.

Is there anything to recommend about this movie?: Miles Teller is the series MVP, often serving as an audience surrogate to point out how stupid these films are. Something that always tickles me about these films is the use of banal first names to identify the villains. The series tries very hard to make their villains frightening, but names like David, Evelyn and Jeanine just aren’t intimidating.

Watch this instead?: “Gattaca” addressed all of the moral implications raised in “Allegiant” with a deft touch and a hint of creepiness that makes it worth seeking out.