58/100
The conceit - wall-to-wall music that syncs with the choreography of a lot of what we see on screen - needs two things to succeed: (a) good music, and (b) interesting choreography. For me, Baby Driver pretty much fails on both counts, given that I spent most of the time feeling as if I was trapped in a bar with someone who had paid the bartender to hook their mp3 player up to the stereo and was trying to prove to everyone there just how cool their music taste is ("What about this? You'll love this"), and that the best set-pieces the film can offer are literally in the first 15 minutes.
Luckily, a film can transcend its conceit - something which BD only intermittently is able to do. All the characters are shallow as hell, but Wright is able to generate some genuine scenes of tension from their broad caricatures - especially the gang's trip to the diner - and it all moves along at a good clip. Pity the central love angle is so drippy, and that the lead character is such an artificial grab-bag of "traits' masquerading as an audience focal point.
Rankings:
1. Shaun of the Dead
2. Hot Fuzz
3. Baby Driver
4. Scott Pilgrim
5. World's End