A matter of style
As many other Walter Hill films, The Driver portraits a stripped universe inhabited by archetypes. These are nameless, speechless and can trace their roots to the principles of Epic.
It can happen in any city, during the late 70s or nowadays but as a film noir in its essence, exclusively at night.
The performances are great and it also sports particularly long nerve wracking car-chase scenes. The pace of the delivery of lines is almost as…