“The Perfect Storm,” starring George Clooney and Mark Wahlberg, is the semi-true story of a group of Glouster fishermen who, with their sword-boat the Andrea Gail, were lost at sea in the Storm of the Century. It is semi-true because nothing of what happened at sea is actually known except for a few radio transmissions. The author of the underlying novel took the facts and his research on sword fishing boats to reconstruct what might have happened.
While this may sound like an interesting premise for a movie, the product fails to come through and meet expectations. The plot was incredibly weak, with no real motivation behind the characters' actions. The only motivation given for their sailing into a hurricane was that they had previously had some bad days fishing and needed some cash and a bit of ego-soothing.
Side plots are included at random and add little to the movie. It adds nothing to the story of the men on the Andrea Gail. As the title suggests, the only interesting character, besides possibly Mark Wahlberg’s, is the storm. The rest are stock, seaman characters, which, I hope, do not do the real men who died justice.
Objectionable content: The Lord’s name in taken in vain about twenty times, and there is also about another fifty instances of other foul language. They are sailors, and they sound like it. All sex is implied, but it is also out of wedlock and the references are plentiful. Getting drunk is the main social activity, and there is no real hope held out for either the dead or the survivors.
If you are determined to see this film, what would be a “renter” becomes a special-effects bonanza that is best captured on the big screen. The storm effects are absolutely incredible. But this does not carry the film; it stinks. My recommendation: don’t make The Perfect Storm a centerpiece of your weekend activities.