Two-and-a-half hours of nonsensical jibber-jabber interspersed with adrenaline-inducing special effects.
Author Rich Heimlich
I love movies, tech, politics, games and more. I've been writing professionally since 1985 and, thankfully, have worked with some of the best editors in the business. I never planned to be a writer. It just kept happening. I always tell people I don't believe in fate but that fate seems intent on believing in me. Rich is also a proud member of the Philadelphia Film Critics Circle.
It’s too long where it should be shorter and too short where it should be longer.
It holds the tension with the empathy and effectiveness of a large metal vise.
An experience every bit as chaotic as the exploding island of Isla Nublar.
Foster sports the look of a no-frills grandmother with a deadpan gaze that could stop a bullet.
This is one flat Ocean. That might make for smooth sailing, but not so smooth for a film.
A film bursting with potential that slowly deflates like an overfilled balloon.
Director Kormákur seems to have a knack for draining all of the energy out of life’s most epic stories.
This doomed liner not only makes it to port, but entertains us even as we’re predicting its nearly-certain demise.
Reitman taps into the same invigorating emotional reservoir as his brilliant 2007 film Juno.