After a brief hiatus at the cottage where I was relaxing on the dock, I was able to get out and see a film in the theatre this past week.
Tuesday was venture out and see The Meg. I am a sucker for any shark movie as anyone knows about me. I just re-watched Jaws this past weekend and it reaffirms that even with 1970s technology and no CGI, it the classic, and best shark movie ever. There is a weight to Bruce the shark, and size that other films don’t have with computers. Yes, there are moments when it looks more fake, but it works. The Meg is a story where Jason Statham, who doesn’t seem to age, is asked to assist with a submarine rescue at the “new” bottom of the ocean, deeper than Mariana Trench where they think they found a false bottom. They did. And there are creatures there, like a giant prehistoric shark. All of that doesn’t really matter, quite honestly. The question becomes “is the shark stuff cool, and worth the fee at the theatre?” There are a few good scenes, and some jumps. Not like the jump when the fisherman’s head pops out of the bottom of the wrecked boat in Jaws, but again, one can’t compare. I found the film a bit longer than it needed to be. It was a fun escape for those who like seeing sharks, and very big ones.