This post first appeared on Totally Filmi on November 13, 2019.
TLDR:
My god, what did I watch?
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Yes, it’s time to revive Films in Six Words (inspired by a site that no longer exists, and I haven’t done it in a while, either, but it’s always a good, fast way to get a film out of my system)! This time, the straight-to-Netflix release of Drive from director Tarun Mansukhani and Dharma Productions. Take a gander at the trailer:
Drive is, seriously, probably the worst film I’ve seen in a very long time. It’s bad. Not “so bad, it’s good”. It’s just bad. I mean, there are days when I’m not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but even I knew from the moment Boman Irani stepped on screen who his character was and how this all was going to end. Rumour has it that Karan Johar didn’t like it, and I guess I can’t blame him for trying to cut his losses and make something out of this by sending it straight to Netflix.
But seriously, everything about this film is awful. The directing? Awful. The acting? Awful. The writing? Awful. The visual effects? So awful they made me cringe.
And never in a million years could I believe this:
And I thought Big Boy Toyz, that features in the film, was something they made up. Nope. This is an actual company that actually exists. Probably the most extensive product placement I’ve seen in a film.
However, Drive does offer up one important piece of wisdom: