And we finally get to "Drive", and the fever pitch of my autumn anticipation is finally allowed to level out. The problem with being fanatically obsessed over a film you're looking for is making sure your expectations aren't too wildly out of control. So there's some conditioning to do there, but for the most part I'm still crazy excited. Ever since Cannes, I've heard how great a film this is, and the marketing for the piece has only added to that insane, punch-drunk feeling.It's not the action either. It's moments like these, when the form of the film takes hold.