The OTT platforms have set new standards for filmmakers and writers with its original content. Any country, any language, creatively innovative artists have found a haven in this media to display their art. And as viewers we have got endless options to choose the spectacle we can admire. In a nutshell, these platforms have been away from the trash force-fed to us on the big screen… till now.
Unfortunately enough, the corporate vultures have set their sight this way now and the trajectory of the big screen garbage is now aimed towards our phones as well starting with this absolute borefest, Drive. It’s a shame there’s no feature on Netflix, like YouTube, to report content. Had it been there, I would’ve reported this film immediately siting reason as “torture to the audience”!
This is what happens when a lack of creativity meets a lot of money. Netflix’s Drive is like an illegitimate child of Fast And Furious and Grand Theft Auto who’ve been in an abusive relationship. The film is first-ever Dharma Productions movie to have gone straight to the online platform. Writer-director Tarun Mansukhani had given us an entertainer like Dostana almost a decade ago. Oh, how people change! Read on to find out why am I ranting so much about it as we analyze this train wreck in our Drive Movie Review.
Drive Movie Review- The Plot
Gurgaon and Noida have some very nice plots unlike this film, which has none! But this is my job to explain to you guys so here it goes. Some money – it adds up, we are told, to 890 crore rupees – is the ill-gotten wealth amassed by Vibha Singh, head of a body called Monetary Restrictions Authority.
She takes a 40 percent cut from high-value tax evaders to give them a clean chit and spirits away from the payouts into a vault that only one other person in her office – her right-hand man Hamid (Pankaj Tripathi) – is aware of. One fine day, Vibha Singh receives a call from the Prime Minister’s office instructing her to work with a guy called Irfan (Boman Irani) on an operation to nab a mysterious robber, King, who after he robs a bank, a government facility or a jewelry store, leaves behind a calling card indicating the site of his next raid.
King’s next target is the vault where Vibha hides her money, Rashtrapati Bhavan. I’ll repeat, RASHTRAPATI BHAVAN! Will King and his gang be able to rob the most secured (and most prestigious) building of the country? Or will Vibha and the government nip him in the bud? These are the questions that you will not ask while watching this film. Instead, you’ll ask “why am I still watching this?
Drive Movie Review- Why Is It So Bad?
The writing of this film is so crass it feels like a junkey had some hallucinations and he jotted whatever he could remember down on the paper. The already messy film takes a turn for the worse as silly plans are made, deals are struck and dimwitted robberies are attempted. Amid the hurly-burly, the details cease to matter and the spectacle of unbridled stupidity takes over. In the end, we find ourselves watching four red sports cars zooming up and down an airport runway.
A passenger plane about to take off narrowly misses one of the vehicles, while two other cars screech to a stop tantalizingly short of overrunning incomplete flyovers. Drive is a full-on Bollywood flick. It has a complement of musical set-pieces: an item song featuring the heroine, a nightclub number and dance to mark the wedding of two of the heroine’s trusted aides – Bikki (Vikaramjeet Virk) and Naina (Sapna Pabbi). Do not ask what these two hangers-on are in the mix for. But why must Fernandez choose only to strut instead of walk like a normal human being? Or what is the idea behind Sushant Singh Rajput wearing a perpetually boyish smirk all through the film? Are the actors trying to tell us something? Unfortunately, the wall between what the characters are doing and what the audience is expected to grasp is very high – and thick.
Nothing seeps through. Even by the low standards of Bollywood heist films, Drive is supremely lazy filmmaking. Most everything that happens is patently ridiculous – my personal breaking point was the scene in which the gang stands perfectly still so that the security team of (I assume) one of the most secure buildings in the country thinks the system has frozen. The Dhamaal-meets-Italian-Job aesthetic is a monument to bad taste. Everyone looks exhausted, from Pankaj Tripathi, who can barely keep his eyes open, to the extras in the background who can’t be bothered to cheer properly.
Drive Movie Review- All In All
Drive is so utterly pointless that one wonders why on earth it is on a streaming platform. That is a mystery. It will take some doing to crack. As mentioned earlier, this is Dharma Productions’ first film to have gone directly to the online platform. If this is the quality you have for us, guys let it be the last. 1 out 5 for Netflix’s Drive and that’s because I feel generous and I don’t know why am I feeling generous.