"Faccia da Picasso" by Ceccarini is the worst, incorrect, stupid, annoyingly ignorant, proudly insignificant film I've ever happened to see in a cinema (no offense to the director). After leaving the theater, I remember the first thing I did was pick up Repubblica and see if by chance there was any review. There was! That is, it wasn't a review; it was two lines, and more or less I should remember them by heart: "The film season has just begun, and "Faccia da Picasso" is already a contender for the worst film of the year".
What does it have to do with Refn? It does... More or less...
Alright, let's begin.
So; let's get things straight right away: Refn is a director who gives a lot, but inevitably, he asks something from the viewer as well. So dear friends of popcorn throwing, for once you will go to the cinema without munching or throwing anything. There are rare cases in which seriousness is synonymous with respect, and Drive doesn't just demand this respect: Drive DESERVES it in every single frame.
What is Drive?
Drive is a film of silences and pauses: half the film is glances, the other half is suspended emotions. Drive is a sentimental film disguised as an action film. Drive is a story of loneliness and disillusionment. Drive is the consecration of Ryan Gosling: you don't need to make him say or do anything, he is perfect anyway. Drive is the story of a getaway driver clinging to a broken family to keep breathing. Drive is a story of rebellion against life.
Drive is a film with fuchsia opening credits...
Drive is Drive. Indefinable, unclassifiable, unlabelable. Shoegaze as Coppola's films can be and brutally noisy as a Korean film. The emotions on celluloid become a veil you can touch, smell, at times it seems that you might even lick them. But behind this veil, there's always the possibility of total human decline, the possibility of blind and mad violence. There's little blood, but when it appears, it is disturbingly terrifying.
It's not easy to talk about a film like this; it's much better to listen to it. Paraphrasing Repubblica from a few years ago, I can say "The film season has just begun, and Drive is already a contender for the best film of the year. And perhaps even something more."
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Ryan Gosling... manages to communicate a lot even with a simple blink, making his character realistic and believable.