Drive My Car

There’s a scene late in the film in which, no spoilers, two characters relay a story between the two of them. There’s no explicit content in the story, and taken at face value, there’s no huge, overt revelations. If one watched it divorced of the film’s context, they’d think “Drive” was a film marketed exclusively to weird cinephiles. It left me shook to my core and sick to my stomach; I honestly thought I might have to throw up. “My Car” asks a considerable emotional toll of its audience, but the place it ends up makes the ride worth it.

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