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Captain Phillips ~ Magnificent

It's that kind of day again! 'Captain Phillips' has been released, I have rushed out to see it at the very first showing, and now I have plenty to say about it! You may remember that I guessed that it would be pretty great when I blogged about the trailer. Well, I wasn't disappointed, let me put it that way!

'Captain Phillips', as you may already know, is a movie about the real life events that happened a few years back when the Somali Pirates attacked and captured an American freighter. You might remember the story being pasted all over the news. If you followed the story, you probably already know how it ends. That doesn't matter at all. This movie is gripping, chilling, and in some strange way, beautiful. I grew attached to so many character very quickly! Every single scene has you holding your breath, fully involved in what is happening on screen. Truly, when the scene of the pirates boarding the ship came on screen, it was the quietest I've ever heard a movie theatre. No one dared make a sound.

I expected good acting but I got even more then I bargained for! I mean, everyone knows that Tom Hanks is a fantastic actor but he blew me away! (*cough cough* Oscar *cough cough*) It wasn't just him. Everyone on screen was completely and totally their character. I didn't see actors, I saw Sailors and Pirates.

Things like costumes, cinematography, in scenery were all perfect. Perfect, in the sense that you never really noticed them. They just were there, silently being completly accurate.

Honestly, I suggest you go and see this movie. You won't regret it! The only sad little thing I have to admit is this: When I left the theatre I found myself humming 'Yo ho yo ho, I pirates life for me'. That's my problem though, right?! Haha!


Comments

  1. Hahahaha! A pirate's life for you, eh.

    I agree with your analysis. Very insightful. The actors were all quite great. Pirates were scary, crewmen were twitchy, Tom Hanks was pretty realistic where in a worse rendtion he could have been ridiculously brave and action hero-esque. He wasn't though. He came across as a real human being in a really dangerous, frightening scenario. Per. Fect.

    Great movie. (Even if it's not true to the event, it's still an engaging and exciting film.)

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