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A Hijacking

First things first, this is my 100th blog post! Exciting moment! Okay, moving on.

Today I want to talk about the movie 'A Hijacking'. When I first saw this trailer I immediately connected it with 'Captain Phillips' in my mind. Both are about Somali Pirates and both involve a hostage situation on a cargo vessel. When I wrote about 'Captain Phillips' I was very excited! Now we have 'A Hijacking' and an obvious compare and contrast ensues.

I have never understood why, periodically, two movies that are shockingly similar both come out at the same time. Recently we have had 'White House Down' and Olympus Has Fallen', even the titles are practically the same. In the past there has been 'Madagasgar' and 'The Wild', 'Snow White and the Huntsman' and 'Mirror Mirror', 'The Illusionist' and 'The Prestige', and let us not forget the great penguin overload a few years back. It seems like usually whichever one has a better ad campaign usually becomes popular, which is a shame sometimes. Because of that fact, I expect 'Captain Phillips' to be much more well known then 'A Hijacking' but by the looks of things they are both going to be very good. Time for the trailer.



Now, personally, I have a soft spot for Foreign Language movies. I just love them. Some people really don't so that might immediately turn you off to this movie. The story looks gripping, suspenseful, and emotional. The acting also seems to be well done. Frankly, I am incredibly intrigued by this trailer! It looks fantastic.

When I compare it to the obvious counterpart I get a little sad. I hate for this movie to be overshadowed by the big-budget, celebrity studded 'Captain Phillips'. To be fair 'Captain Phillips' is a true story while 'A Hijacking' seems to claim no such thing. I think they will both be great in their own way.

All boiled down I think we have another interesting and exciting film ahead of us! I can't wait!
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  1. CherieJuly 2, 2013 at 8:31 PM

    Why does this happen? Similar movies at the same time. So weird. But, yeah, this looks heart wrenching for sure and well acted.

    I HATE Somali pirates!!! Hate 'em.

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