I feel like the scriptwriter had a stroke and wrote this script while recovering from said stroke in the hospital.
'Yeah brah no sweat, I can totally make it over there' < trying to out-swim a speeding yacht no less than 10 miles away (and this is well before any delirium sets in (not that it ever does)) 'Don't kill the vibe, Megan' < while they're stranded in the ocean surrounded by hungry sharks and floating bodies 'This is gonna be such a great story to pick up chicks with' < after watching someone get torn to shreds by a shark 5 feet in front of them 'Looks like there's a bad storm over there' < whilst shattering thunder and blinding lightning strikes directly above them 'Go get it man!' < middle of the night, open water, absolutely no light source, telling his brother to swim out and retrieve an object he ~hears floating~ somewhere by them; miraculously, the brother manages to find the object and his way back to the other two useless vibe-killers
'You're freaking out, Megan. Dude, just chill out. She's freaking out, Dude! Man!'
I could go on and on. I read better scripts in my high school film studies course from the slackers in the back of class. The complete and utter lack of awareness regarding how humans interact and react in high-pressure situations such as this is absurd. If this were a farce on the Chill Californian stereotype, it would've been way more enjoyable to watch. Sadly, it's not.
Please don't waste your time.
Though I have to say, the part where they "rescue that girl" and promptly proceed to cook her alive in the lifeboat with a misfired flare did make me chuckle.
'Yeah brah no sweat, I can totally make it over there' < trying to out-swim a speeding yacht no less than 10 miles away (and this is well before any delirium sets in (not that it ever does)) 'Don't kill the vibe, Megan' < while they're stranded in the ocean surrounded by hungry sharks and floating bodies 'This is gonna be such a great story to pick up chicks with' < after watching someone get torn to shreds by a shark 5 feet in front of them 'Looks like there's a bad storm over there' < whilst shattering thunder and blinding lightning strikes directly above them 'Go get it man!' < middle of the night, open water, absolutely no light source, telling his brother to swim out and retrieve an object he ~hears floating~ somewhere by them; miraculously, the brother manages to find the object and his way back to the other two useless vibe-killers
'You're freaking out, Megan. Dude, just chill out. She's freaking out, Dude! Man!'
I could go on and on. I read better scripts in my high school film studies course from the slackers in the back of class. The complete and utter lack of awareness regarding how humans interact and react in high-pressure situations such as this is absurd. If this were a farce on the Chill Californian stereotype, it would've been way more enjoyable to watch. Sadly, it's not.
Please don't waste your time.
Though I have to say, the part where they "rescue that girl" and promptly proceed to cook her alive in the lifeboat with a misfired flare did make me chuckle.