Like Renny Harlin's relentless picture, the soundtrack Driven tries its hardest to appeal to all audiences. There's neo-metal for the headbangers, contemporary country and pop for the racing wives, mild techno for the hip racing fans, blues-rock for the bikers, and redneck country for the rednecks. Such shameless audience pandering worked in the film, since that was the point -- and it was very funny to see Harlin and his star/screenwriter/producer Sylvester Stallone trying to cover all their bases, including stilted European racers designed for the international market. On record, it's way too diffused, and its wide stylistic reach means that only a handful of cuts make an impression (including Doyle Bramhall's Jimi Hendrix salute "Green Light Girl," Hank Williams III's rampaging "Hang On"). As a souvenir, perhaps it works, but really if you want to be reminded of Driven, you should just watch the movie again, since this can't come close to capturing the glorious trash Harlin conjured.
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AllMusic Review by Stephen Thomas Erlewine