Movie Review
Forty-seven meters.
It doesn't sound like that great a distance. About half the length of a football field. A distance an elite athlete could cover in about, oh, five seconds or so. Why, I could probably lob a Frisbee 47 meters with a bit of luck and the wind at my back.
But when you're trapped in a cage 47 meters under the ocean's surface with 20-foot great white sharks circling menacingly above, well, it may as well be 47 light years.
It's certainly not the place sisters Lisa and Kate expected to find themselves. They're vacationing in Mexico, with younger sister Kate taking the spot that Lisa's beau, Stuart, was supposed to have occupied. Work commitments kept him from coming, Lisa says.
But in the middle of the night at their hotel, Kate gets up to find Lisa weeping. Stuart's not working, Lisa confesses. He's left her because she's just too boring.
Determined to help her sister not be boring anymore, adventurous Kate suggests they go out. Never mind that it's 1:30 in the morning. And so they do, knocking down shots and chatting with two locals who may or may not have picked up pretty, naïve American tourists before.
After a few rounds, those smooth-talking locals, Javier and Louis, propose that their new friends join them in a shark-watching expedition the next day. They go out with their friend, Captain Taylor, every weekend, the guys say. His boat is equipped with a shark tank that Taylor's crew drops into well-chummed water, and the sharks show up like clockwork. "It's like going to the zoo," one of the guys suggests, "only you're in the cage."
Kate's game. Cautious Lisa, well, she's not so sure. Doesn't sound like a good idea, she says.
Then again, Lisa admits, how great would it be to show Stuart that she's not so boring after all? To show him pictures of her in a cage surrounded by great white sharks?
Well, it would've been great. Probably. Had the rickety old boat's steel cable not snapped right after Lisa and Kate crawled in the cage, that is, sending them plunging—guess what—47 meters down into the abyss below.
It doesn't sound like that great a distance. About half the length of a football field. A distance an elite athlete could cover in about, oh, five seconds or so. Why, I could probably lob a Frisbee 47 meters with a bit of luck and the wind at my back.
But when you're trapped in a cage 47 meters under the ocean's surface with 20-foot great white sharks circling menacingly above, well, it may as well be 47 light years.
It's certainly not the place sisters Lisa and Kate expected to find themselves. They're vacationing in Mexico, with younger sister Kate taking the spot that Lisa's beau, Stuart, was supposed to have occupied. Work commitments kept him from coming, Lisa says.
But in the middle of the night at their hotel, Kate gets up to find Lisa weeping. Stuart's not working, Lisa confesses. He's left her because she's just too boring.
Determined to help her sister not be boring anymore, adventurous Kate suggests they go out. Never mind that it's 1:30 in the morning. And so they do, knocking down shots and chatting with two locals who may or may not have picked up pretty, naïve American tourists before.
After a few rounds, those smooth-talking locals, Javier and Louis, propose that their new friends join them in a shark-watching expedition the next day. They go out with their friend, Captain Taylor, every weekend, the guys say. His boat is equipped with a shark tank that Taylor's crew drops into well-chummed water, and the sharks show up like clockwork. "It's like going to the zoo," one of the guys suggests, "only you're in the cage."
Kate's game. Cautious Lisa, well, she's not so sure. Doesn't sound like a good idea, she says.
Then again, Lisa admits, how great would it be to show Stuart that she's not so boring after all? To show him pictures of her in a cage surrounded by great white sharks?
Well, it would've been great. Probably. Had the rickety old boat's steel cable not snapped right after Lisa and Kate crawled in the cage, that is, sending them plunging—guess what—47 meters down into the abyss below.
Positive Elements
Kate's
well-intentioned attempt to cheer up her sister has disastrous
unintended consequences, obviously. "I'm so sorry I got you into this,"
she says later. Lisa, to her credit, is wisely suspicious of Captain
Taylor's decidedly "low rent" shark viewing boat. "I feel super uneasy
about this," she tells Kate—always a good instinct to heed when floating
in shark-infested coastal waters.
Once things go awry, however, Kate and Lisa do everything possible in a harrowing, almost impossible situation to try to get back to the surface in one piece. Both are willing, at different times, to take sacrificial risks for the other. (Also, the woman's huge masks have microphones and radios to talk to each other and, at times, Captain Taylor, which enables them to formulate strategies for escape.
It's difficult to tell whether the slightly sketchy Captain Taylor really does everything possible to rescue the stranded young women. But he does send Javier down with more oxygen and a backup cable, so there is at least an attempt at a rescue. He also calls the Coast Guard (or perhaps the Mexican version of it) to help.
Once things go awry, however, Kate and Lisa do everything possible in a harrowing, almost impossible situation to try to get back to the surface in one piece. Both are willing, at different times, to take sacrificial risks for the other. (Also, the woman's huge masks have microphones and radios to talk to each other and, at times, Captain Taylor, which enables them to formulate strategies for escape.
It's difficult to tell whether the slightly sketchy Captain Taylor really does everything possible to rescue the stranded young women. But he does send Javier down with more oxygen and a backup cable, so there is at least an attempt at a rescue. He also calls the Coast Guard (or perhaps the Mexican version of it) to help.
Spiritual Content
In a couple of hopeful moments, Lisa repeatedly exclaims, "Thank God!"
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