The Gosling Double Bill: Drive & Crazy, Stupid, Love

In case you haven't noticed, in the last couple of months the world (aka the internet) has gone Ryan Gosling mad. We've seen him break up street fights, carry his dog through an airport and generally be the loveliest creature to walk the earth and the movie gods have smiled upon us by releasing his two latest film in the same week. Here's hoping cinemas hand out tissues at each screening. I'm sorry.


All year I've been waiting for a film to truly blow me away and it's finally arrived in the shape of Nicolas Winding Refn's Drive, in which Gosling stars as the unnamed stunt driver by day and getaway man by night. Within the first few minutes, with it's gloomy nighttime LA and synth-tastic 80s-esque soundtrack, I was utterly hooked, hanging on his very few words and wondering how the opening sequence would pan out. It has a strong cast including Carey Mulligan (pensive housewife), Bryan Cranston (limpy grease monkey), Oscar Isaac (slimey but somewhat pathetic ex-con), Christina Hendricks (busty chola-like gang totty) and Ron Perlman (Jewish pizza joint owner/large-headed gangster) but the film belongs to Gosling. 

His lack of jibber-jabber and love of champagne satin jackets makes him completely menacing and at certain points I found myself, hand-over-mouth, cowering away from the screen because I had no idea what he was going to do. On the flipside his slightly awkward smile and touching, genuine scenes with Mulligan (including a lovely sun-kissed drive down LA River) don't feel out of place among the extremely violent and tense moments. Some may be irked by its overwhelming retro feel but it's perfect for vintage-y people like me and I can't wait to see it again. It's bloody bonkers, completely fucking brilliant and my film of the year so far.

Crazy, Stupid, Love

Pizza + Gosling = Exploding genitalia

Steve Carell plays a guy blah blah blah Julianne Moore is in it yadda yadda yadda Emma Stone is wonderful yeah yeah yeah whatever who cares THIS HAPPENS:

Crazy, Stupid, Love has a few serious problems but the parts that work are so great (shopping montage, penis in face scene, slo-mo, Dirty Dancing) it makes it OK. Any rom-com that makes me guffaw, has The Incredible Suit snorting with laughter and doesn't feature Kate Hudson obviously has its moments and is worth your time and money.