You had me at “Blake Lively in a bikini.”
But, while that was probably enough to get the greenlight from a studio, this slick twist on Jaws has a lot more going on, and it starts with its heroine.
Lively, showcasing her grit, action chops, and strong internal acting skills, goes toe-to-toe with a big ‘n nasty sea dweller after the toothy one traps her tantalizingly close to shore.
Her only companion for much of the film a roustabout seagull, our star proves to be surprisingly resilient, and more than capable of defending herself.
She is surfer, hear her roar.
Comedy mastermind Paul Feig scores with a sensationally sinful tale of murder and intrigue most slick, in this hyper-stylish tale of two very different women (Anna Kendrick and Blake Lively) both looking to score big time.
The former is a vlogger most at home in the kitchen, the latter a femme fatale seemingly plucked from film noir days, slinky and devious and full of surprises.
Twist upon twist lands with a satisfying thunk, as the plot loops around and around, before everything clicks into place in the torrid, and unexpected, finale.
This is as good as it gets.