Robert Jackman

Drive My Car and the joy of quiet films

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Drive My Car (DR)

Every now and then you watch something that makes you realise how much the likes of Netflix have skewed our viewing habits. While the kings of streaming may have injected more money into Hollywood than ever before, they’ve also stacked the deck yet further in favour of the celebrity blockbuster, the big and the bombastic. Quieter, subtler films all too often disappear into the ether.

You can understand Netflix’s position. What better way to attract the fleeting attention of the scrolling viewer than with a glimpse of the likes of Leonardo Di Caprio or Benedict Cumberbatch? Throw in a big, juicy concept – like an imminent asteroid collision – and things are really looking up. But what about those would-be classics which fail the clickbait test? Can they still make a splash in the streaming age?

For a case in point, look at Drive My Car: the Japanese language film currently tipped to win best international film at the Oscars.

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