Directed by: John
Alba, Paul Walker, Scott Caan, Ashley Scott, Josh
Brolin, Tyson Beckford
Released by: Columbia Pictures/MGM
bodies and stunning locations are all this by-the-numbers
undersea thriller has going for it. But Jessica
Alba sure looks great in a bikini.
"Into the Blue"
Bodies Can't Rescue This Waterlogged Thriller
camera rolls caressingly up Jessica Alba's sleek legs,
closing in on her taut, bikini-clad backside. Then there's
a shot of Paul Walker's rock-hard abs and broad shoulders.
Sound good? It is, for a little while, since both actors
are great eye candy as they frolic in the crystal-blue
waters of the Bahamas. Unfortunately, their good looks
and decent acting chops can't save "Into the Blue"
from digging its own watery grave.
film, helmed by "Blue Crush" director John Stockwell,
begins well enough with gorgeous underwater footage of
tropical fish, brilliant coral, and majestic sharks luring
us into believing that this might just be a fun ride.
But as dive master Jared (Paul Walker) quits his job and
dreams of searching for treasure-laden wrecks (despite
his lack of funds) the film quickly drowns in an ocean
of clichés, plot holes and regurgitated story lines.
with his lover (Alba), Jared teams up with his rich pal
(Caan) and his brand-new galpal (Ashley Scott, whose body
is also lovingly photographed from every possible angle)
for an undersea treasure hunt, only to find a cocaine-filled
plane wreck. While the foursome tries to figure out what
to do with their discovery, the bad guys start to surface.
the film builds to its gore-filled climax in which love
triumphs over greed (surprise!), there are a couple of
good, scary above- and under-water fight sequences, with
Alba proving that she's got what it takes to become a
real action heroine. But it takes so long to get there,
without a moment of suspense as to which beautiful people
are going to come out of the tangled drug-deal-gone-wrong
alive, that the audience actually starts making wisecracks
at the screen. In the end, this is a lame thriller, barely
redeemed by all those beautiful tanned bodies, which are
definitely not worth paying ten bucks to see.