That poignant shot of Ottway (oddway?) lookin' up & cussing to "god", asking for a shot at surviving, begging for a miracle. How Bergman-y/Dreyer-y was that? No use>they all die. No country for men. No forgiveness. No redemption. No happy ending. Most, decent family men. Wallets collected as dog tags off of fallen soldiers. Wolves' den as hell.THE best plane crash I've seen on the last decade(puts "Flight" to shame).
Its like Jack London wrote The Thing while taking out the creepy elements and replacing them with religious undertones. But the undertones don't over-weigh the movie. This seems like a good father/son bonding movie. It makes me wanna run out to the wilderness and tackle a bear. Powerful.
Problem was, despite a really good premise, good actors, and a good director, the film plays too much on the 'badass' situations, terrible dialogues, and the danger that encountered every slasher film: the villain is known too early, and we don't feel scared by the wolves at some point. Liam Neeson is good, as always. And come on, take out these disgusting flashback shots of him and his wife. That's awful.
Liam Neeson survives a plane crash in Alaska only to be hunted by a pack of ravenous wolves in this first rate thriller directed by Joe Carnahan (NARC). A smart, character driven thriller that gives Neeson one of his strongest roles in years. Takes a potentially goofy genre plot and turns it into something lean and powerful. A rare stand-out January release. Heartbreaking & terrifying.
The survival-adventure side of this film, riveting in the way it confronts death head-on and deconstructs masculine ideals, sits awkwardly with the CGI-infused 'creature feature' aspect. Frankly, the wolves would have been far more effective if they had been employed sparingly. Instead they're a lazy device used by the writers whenever they want to ratchet up the tension or get the characters moving.
Smokin' Joe Carnahan has finally made another film that's on the level of NARC, which made him a director worth paying attention to. THE GREY isn't the wolf-punching extravaganza it's marketed as, it's a film about naked fear in the face of death, and finally coming to terms with death's inevitability. How the characters respond to their hopeless situation makes for compelling cinema bundled in genre fur.
Genuinely frightening and, above all else, extremely serious. Unfortunately mis-marketed, it was an inevitably grim disapproval of machismo that instead favoured honour and realism. Each sequence was more tense than the last, and it ultimately painted a portrait of fear and survival, rather than action-thriller heroics and implausible schemes. Easily the most interesting film to come out of Hollywood in years.