As a reward for a decent first term report card TO was given the permission to watch The Meg. It’s a PG-13 movie for what reason I know not, but ostensibly to ward off screams from kids. That the screams maybe of joy seems to have escaped the censors.
Ever since I was a cute little girl and got introduced to killer sharks by my semi-misguided parents who thought it was ok to take a 2 year to a creature flick; I have sought out shark movies.
I have watched the good ones viz Jaws, Deep Blue Sea, The Shallows and its rather limited ilk.
I have also watched the meh-kinds viz like Shark Night 3D and its bretheren of which there are more.
The same goes for the ” it’s so bad it’s good” category under which umbrella Sharknado totally rules the roost!
But today I watched the mostly boring movie: The Meg. I can’t say Steve Alten is spinning in his grave somewhere because he is alive and kickin’ but I don’t see how he willingly gave the script of this movie his blessings.
With many departures from the riveting book, the movie features a tired Jason Statham, a humongous shark, lots of explosions and mainly people falling in water. Everyone else is a bit player with hokey dialogues and an ability to scream when they’re about to die.
If you’re a creature movie enthusiast and are curious about the film, aren’t into piracy, then paying the price of the ticket would be worth it. Else give it a miss. Barring the expected jolts one gets with the shark breaching or looming up behind, this movie is a dud.
The cinematography isn’t flat but the use of drone photography probably does a bit to make it visually less BLAH.
All in all, it’s a yawn fest for a Friday night.
Rating: 1 out of 5.