
How do you explain the genius of Baby Driver? Well, it’s as easy as pi. Although we love pie here at FC HQ, we are indeed talking about the mathematical constant, π. Edgar Wright made a movie based on the steering wheel and the iPod click wheel and the steady interplay of these two familiar circles delivers a cinematic masterpiece.
Wright develops music as a character. It’s the beat of the film. The sounds of Queen are as important to the film as Doc (Spacey), Bats (Foxx) and Buddy (Hamm); each of whom are spectacular. Baby (Elgort) needs music to feel himself amongst these criminals and this manifests into incredible driving moxie.
The interaction and adoration between Baby and his deaf foster father, Joe (Jones), is wonderfully played throughout and their communication grounds the film. Deborah (James), with her siren-like voice and southern charm, gives Baby someone else to care about. Their toe-tapping and ear bud-sharing amongst the counterclockwise turning colors in the laundromat is a moment to savor.
Baby Driver spins the record of the Film Clas Elite, overcoming a mild, but required, deduction for casting a Red Hot Chili Pepper to heist 4.89 napkins out of 5.

