The Perfect Storm-Boating With Chowder Necks May Be Dangerous to Your Health
There are global disaster films and then there are local disaster films, both are special and precious in their own unique ways and should never be compared one onto the other. The Perfect Storm is a local disaster film where, basically a bunch of yahoos/New England rednecks (I guess Chowder Necks might be more on target) get on a boat, get caught in a really, really bad storm and, well, I don’t want to ruin the ending because you really will not have any reason to see the film. Based upon the true the story, The Perfect Storm is not a perfect time. The Perfect Storm is one of those movies that if you are trapped on an airplane and its playing on one of those freaking postcard sized screens, your going to feel pretty screwed in that you are missing a lot of the detail of the film, but at least you will not be totally board. Myself, I didn’t care about any of the guys on the boat. The boat could have come to life, like in some horrible Stephen King thing he wrote in 30 minutes while on the can, and I would have thought that was much cooler.
Why Wolfgang Petersen decided to direct this, hey, its anybody’s guess I didn’t get it, but, as usual the film was profitable, people ate it up, and there you have it. But it is confusing why people ate it up as here is a script about a bunch of guys that don’t seem particularly likeable or interesting in any way. It is just plain confusing why this film was made. What the crew went through was bad and unfortunate, but with all the stories in the world, picking this one is just odd. The CG is pretty good and the waves are very well done, especially the giant monster waves. Sound design was surprisingly good which will add, well volumes, if your watching the film in the theater or on a good home theater system.
The acting is flat as George Clooney can only play one part, George Clooney, swaggering Clooney. Too harsh, you say? Name the part where George Clooney is NOT being George Clooney. I might of missed the stellar performance where he played a crippled homosexual or a insane serial killer or a rageoholic or a drug addict. I’m human, maybe it happened, but I don’t believe that it was any of his major roles. And then there is Markie Mark a.k.a. Mark Walburg. In ten more years maybe it will be Marcus Walburg MD, who knows, but the same is true, isn’t he always Markie Mark. It seems as though he always has one note–thug, let me smash your eye-socket thug. So the acting isn’t too much fun either. Clooney is going through the motions doing his normal, “I don’t have to try I am George Clooney thing,” and Markie Mark, I’ve never figured out what the hell he is doing on the screen. That one is true bewilderment.
If you like these local disaster films, then go for it. If you like yahoos on boats go for it. Otherwise, if you missed it, you haven’t missed much and its unlikely you’re going to miss that really funny The Perfect Storm reference at a party and look like an idiot, because The Perfect Storm will never make it into our collective lexicon, because in the end, its just not that good.
Story C-
Acting C-
Visuals B
Originality/Innovation D
Enjoyability Grade C-
Home Theater/HD Factor B
Overall Grade C-
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