Film Rating: A When discussing films, words like “powerful,” “disturbing,” “troubling,” “haunting,” and “unforgettable” tend to be thrown around ad-nauseum. Nicolas Winding Refn’s “Drive” is the rare film that truly earns all of those descriptors and then some. Its visceral impact is such that I was literally shaking on my way out of the auditorium, feeling like I really needed a hug, or possibly an on-site therapist to remind and reassure me that the LA mafia isn’t out for my blood. It’s an endlessly challenging film, one that left me speechless and without any solid opinion of what I’d just seen, a disorientation so severe that I am currently on my fourth attempt at starting this review.