Driving me where?

Perhaps this is a case of expectations being too high, because I've been hearing nothing but glowing "you must see" reviews and recommendations for the movie Drive since before it came out and only ended up seeing it the other day. It's hard for any movie to live up to that lengthy a period of increased expectations, and I'm sad to say this one did not succeed completely. I did appreciate the movie very much: the acting is brilliant (Bryan Cranston and his relationship with Albert Brooks struck me as particularly great), the editing was great, the music weird and moody in a perfect kind of way, the sound design and mix downright brilliant--especially in the things we didn't hear and the use of silence. I just couldn't figure out why. In the end, it seemed to me to be a waste of impeccable production values, because the story didn't stand out in any way as being worthy of the polished effort of those involved.