Deepwater Horizon

Working on an oil rig must be a very rewarding experience. When everything is going smoothly, you twist the cap of the pipeline a few times, pump the crap that is as repugnant to nature activists as a bucket of absinthe is to teetotalers, and you get an outrageous amount of money for it, and in your free time you worry only about how to best refit your million-dollar yacht. And then, when everything unexpectedly goes to hell, Hollywood makes a movie about you and you are the greatest hero since Nicolas Cage in the World Trade Center. Fortunately, contrary to my previous sentences, Berg has made such a sincere, empathetic and, in the end, even emotional epitaph on the fate of the unfortunate few who gave their lives due to sheer corporate bureaucracy and greed that I wouldn't be surprised if all the survivors wanted to have a beer with him every night for the rest of their lives. The plot is full of clichés and John Malkovich's character is exactly the annoying prototype of the irrational person who does everything they can to cause trouble in spite of everyone else, but otherwise it all comes across as authentic, intense and, hand in hand with a minimum of inaccessible shots, painful. And it's good that the clear culprit is neither the weather nor a technical glitch, but a failure of the human factor, and that the involvement of the protagonist's personal life doesn't come across as sentimental, but as the only 100% compelling way to realise what, above all, a person can lose when doing a dangerous job. Peter Berg has gone from a director of dull action stuff to a respected maker of real action flicks, and that's a good thing... 75% (12/26/2016)

A catastrophic inferno that looks great. Peter Berg combined sweet sweeping camerawork and breathtaking explosions with a dignified memorial to the worker or his superiors who got killed or maimed for money, money, money. Criticism of contemporary corporate thinking isn’t really the crux of this movie, but, as we find out in the end, Malkovich is just the type of slippery bastard who is guilty on all counts, but who get away Scott-free. Carnahan’s targeted screenplay that concentrates on facts, Berg gives us the occasional visual gem: for instance, the shot of the American flag with the burning oil rig in the background, or the shot of Kate Hudson’s butt in panties (just hugging daddy Kurt), but the finale is a homage to all experts. Engineers, maintenance men, foremen, bosses who got their job on the basis of their experience and not from sitting on their asses. A very good job. I’m content. (10/06/2016)

A decent survival drama based on real events, featuring plenty of explosions, oil, and also good acting and a decent script. The first half has an easy pacing, we get to know the characters to get at least a glimpse of them, while the second half is a frantic ride for life, with no sparing of action and heroism. And in short, as is often the case, when people have to make a decision at some crucial moment, they unfortunately often make the wrong one, as evidenced by this film, which faithfully reconstructs the biggest oil disaster in US history. (09/01/2017)

The working class has never been as poignant and likeable as performed by Mark Wahlberg and Kurt Russell, and I'm almost sorry that the final photos of the bloated Texas rednecks break this illusion. Marxist jokes aside - Berg gives the performance of his life, when especially the first half of his smooth flow of dialogues, editing and manual filming goes by incredibly quickly. The ensuing fiery inferno is marked by disorientation in the frantic cadence of cuts and details (this could never happen to Paul Greengrass), but it is still a warm enough spectacle to enjoy the final collapse of an ordinary person (after Captain Philips, apparently a new mandatory character of civil disasters). DH is an ode to the common sense of ordinary people and a captivating spectacle, where Mark tames dinosaurs from the depths and Kurt fat eruptions from British Petrol. In my opinion, good, pure entertainment with clear limits. (09/30/2016)

Another reason to cut down on driving your car. And I have to admit that I am really glad that this movie was made. Without embellishment, it shows absolutely precisely what interests BP had on the oil rig and how the company was willing to literally walk over dead bodies to achieve its interests. The film as such then quite intensely and relatively exactly depicts the disaster as if it had been filmed by Greengrass himself. Not only was the film expensive, but you can really see it was. And that’s despite the fact that sometimes it feels like the camera was attached to a merry-go-round or a rollercoaster. But that actually serves a point as well. It amplified the atmosphere in order to make the viewer think as if they were really on the rig with the rest of the actors. And there’s no doubt the authors managed to achieve that effect. I was as confused as a forest bee and the only thing that could put me to a similar level of confusion that Mark Wahlberg experienced on the screen was the series of explosions, which I could survive through a certain coincidence. The only reason I didn’t give the movie a five-star review was that there is not a single character the viewer could really identify with or root for and that’s despite the fact that Mark Wahlberg, Kurt Russell and John Malkovich all put in absolutely excellent performances. Mark actually puts in a standard patriotic performance, whereas Kurt and John are trying to compete for the worst American accent and the best acting performance. And they both succeed. At the end, you get a smaller load of traditional American patriotism, which on the one hand is terribly obvious, but on the other hand, I actually don’t hold it against them. The afterword is pointless, but it’s necessary for American viewers. Other than that, it was great… or rather terribly sad. The more money we have, the more liberties we are ready to take with our mother Earth. The question is how much longer this can go on… (09/30/2016)