Deepwater Horizon was terrifying, and we’re not just talking about the explosions.
The film is chock-full of pyrotechnics, as you might expect. It’s difficult to focus on things like plot when you’re wondering whether the latest explosion is the last explosion. (Spoiler alert: It’s probably not.)
But for the most part, Deepwater Horizon was a humane treatment of the drilling rig disaster. Unfortunately, it wasn’t able to pack the widespread cultural and environmental shockwaves triggered by the spill into its 107-minute runtime.
Deepwater clearly identifies the bad guys (BP, embodied by John Malkovich’s negligent rig supervisor) and the heroes (Mark Wahlberg and the excellent, show-stealing Gina Rodriguez as crew members). Ever a pawn of cinematic devices, I despised and rooted for each accordingly — but in real life there was plenty of blame to go around.
The film’s greatest weakness is that it ends as soon as the action does — when those affected by the rig explosion are left to pick up the pieces. Just this week, a study revealed that some damage to the Gulf Coast might be irreversible. I could say the same for my newly Wahlberg-studded nightmares.