Adrift is a simple, acutely observed love story that also happens to be a rousingly stripped-down tale of survival.
Baltasar Kormákur’s film is a tasteful, sweeping, carefully balanced reconciliation between the irrefutable authority of nature and mankind’s innate need to circumvent it.
Exhibition is a pained and probing study of a couple’s declining marriage.
Viewer/character solidarity only holds up for so long, and the film falls hard into twisty, nonsense territory, skipping over its stronger themes in the process.
If ingeniousness is a foreign concept to Contraband, so too are time and space.
If there’s an upside here, it’s salt-and-pepper stud Dermot Mulroney.
The film is so perfectly paced, taut, and engrossing that you barely notice when the two stories seamlessly intertwine.
The film’s moral and sociological concerns are hemmed in both by obstructive aesthetic self-consciousness and genre clichés.
The Sea’s breathtaking establishing shots are enough to make each passing crisis-ridden scene more trying than the last.