Nice visual effects, nice drama based on a true story about Andrea Gail, a fishing vessel that in October 1991 left the port of Gloucester, Massachusetts, never to be seen again, lost in a huge storm. I just couldn’t connect with the characters. Will they live? Will they die? Whatever. But it’s not a bad movie, it’s just the main actor is the ocean. Rest of them, Clooney, Wahlberg, Lane, are just clichés.
The fog’s just lifting. Throw off your bow line; throw off your stern. You head out to South channel, past Rocky Neck, Ten Pound Island. Past Niles Pond where I skated as a kid. Blow your air-horn and throw a wave to the lighthouse keeper’s kid on Thatcher Island. Then the birds show up: black backs, herring gulls, big dump ducks. The sun hits ya - head North. Open up to 12 - steamin’ now. The guys are busy; you’re in charge. Ya know what? You’re a goddam swordboat captain! Is there any thing better in the world?
