The Mercy

In the 60's a guy decides one day that he should risk all he has to race around the world in a yacht.

This is his story.

The first half of the movie concerns itself with the technical, financial and emotional aspects of the trip.

There are some obvious hurdles to this proposed jaunt around the globe.

The main character lacks money, experience, time and the most rudimentary knowledge of sailing in the high seas.

Because of the stiff-upper-lipness of the period everyone is very optimistic and polite about what appears, at first hand, his obvious suicide mission.

The back end of the film is about the race.

Watching someone bob around on the sea in a tiny boat it turns out is very, very dull.

This cast do a grand job bringing the reserved characters to life; Rachel Weisz easily steals the show .

The film is non-judgmental, non-sensational and well crafted.

It is nice to watch something that hangs around in second gear; but saying that it does (ironically) make for quite a dry watch.

This is a perfect film for a Sunday when you feel like something serious but not too taxing.

Making a name for himself with brilliant documentary Man on Wire in 2008, filmmaker James Marsh has in the year's following struggled to get back to the highs of his Oscar winning feature (some would beg to differ with The Theory of Everything) with forgettable films such as Shadow Dancer and the largely forgotten about Project Nim littering his CV, which is why The Mercy is such a pleasant surprise.

While threatening to but never completely sailing to grand heights, Marsh's examination of the true story of amateur British sailor Donald Crowhurst and his quest to circumnavigate the ocean during the famous Times Golden Globe boat race in 1968 is a well-crafted and acted tale that sees Marsh on the best form of his career outside of Wire's release.

Filled with an almost unbearable foreshadowing of bad times and poor decisions, Marsh captures both the commendable sense of the will to accomplish something that drove Crowhurst to life changing decisions such as banking on his family home to finish the race through to the dread and terror that one can expect when traversing the wilds of the ocean alone on a yacht for near on one whole year.

It's an impressively crafted film and one that's anchored by a committed and physically embodied Colin Firth as the increasingly unhinged and mentally tormented Crowhurst.

In what acts as a nice escape for Firth from roles where he is more the dashing rougue rather than the downtrodden everyday blue collar sap, Firth is hugely impressive as Crowhurst, a man whose decisions we can't exactly condone but a man whose demise is still heartbreakingly real, raw and quietly haunting.

With Firth and Marsh both on fine form, its a shame The Mercy finds itself petering out towards its latter stages as the film gets bogged down covering similar ground while a drawn out finale starts to feel to agenda based and cinematically sappy, in turn zapping The Mercy from its solid and often captivating early work.

Final Say -

A strong, well-filmed drama that's a nice return to form for Marsh and a solid change of pace for Firth, The Mercy may not be a must-see but if a true life drama is what you are seeking, The Mercy has you covered.

3 1/2 home-made boats out of 5

....the documentary "Deep Water" does a better job, it's worth finding.

I suppose any popular 101 minute treament of this story is going to struggle to explore the themes of male expectation, failure and isolation that are relevant to the Crowhurst story, and certainly for a film about being alone at sea for 7 months, we spend a lot time seeing pretty images of Teignmonth.

The script and pacing are rather generic in its box-ticking of events, the usual cliched news report voice overs and discussions in pubs chugging along the events in a necessary manner, while divorcing us from whatever Crowhurst experienced on his own, hearing of the travails of his competitors and how they variously piled new pressure upon his unfolding catastrophe. The second half of the film would have benefitted without showing any other characters at all. Of course his family were suffering from their hopes, of course his publicist and financier were taking advantage of him, but there was no of course about how Crowhurst's decent into madness led him to writing about 'cosmic beings'. The most intriguing part of the story remains untold, and it could only be examined through more isolation, more of the sea.

Beyond that, Colin Firth is miscast. Crowhurst was an eccentric, he was dashing and goofy at the same time, vigorously intelligent and utterly misguided, and Firth makes the whole terrible misadeventure look like the misspent Sunday afternoon of a Daily Telegraph reader. I suppose Firth was required for funding? Hardly his fault thoigh, but this role needed Hugh Bonneville, Martin Freeman, or a more left-field actor.

When I first saw this film, I really enjoyed it. Here's what I wrote:

"I'm sure there are elements here that most people can relate to, the pressure of pride, recognition, approval, acceptance, what it means to be a man, to impress, how far you have to go to prove yourself, and why. The whole story works as a metaphor for many relationships I have known, where the limbo strains communications (literally here with a radio he chooses not to use as much for fear of 'being found out'). The editing and use of flashbacks to weave together an impression of his emotional state is a great use of cinema. Its like an analogy of imposter syndrome, taken to the extreme."

I was so fascinated with the story, I read 'The Strange Voyage of Donald Crowhurst" and watched the documentary Deep Water. Then I saw The Mercy again. This time, the flatness of the film, the lack of effort, the pedestrian, workman hack-job sunday-afternoon-for-pensioners side of the writing/direction leaped out and made itself obvious. I couldn't believe I'd liked it so much before.

• Colin Firth is actually very miscast. He doesn't have the persuasive, determined, forceful arrogance of the real Crowhurst. Firth comes across as gentle and unassuming, not desperate for approval and recognition.

• The descent into madness is SO tepid in the film. On reading the book, there are so many conflicts, pressures and uncertainties that gradually crush Crowhursts mind, leading to him writing 25,000 words about becoming a cosmic being. Firth's version is asking for forgiveness and saying sorry, as though perfectly sane. Its not the real story by any means, and gives a horrid reflection of how affected Crowhurst actually was by his predicament.

• Unforgivably, its actually very boring on a rewatch. There is no depth or subtlety. The true story is so multifaceted and tense, its amazing to that the film is quite as flat as it is.