I know this is two years too late, but I recently watched Into the Blue for the first time and since I have nothing better to blog about, I thought I would review it.
I’ve discussed Jessica Alba before in reference to her portrayal of Sue Storm, so we all know two things about Jessie:
- She can’t act
- She’s hot
- She can’t act
Okay, so that’s three things.
When casting Jessica Alba for a movie, the hardest part has to be the consternation of what actors you can possibly put with her who won’t be overshadowed by her hotness and brought down by her subpar acting.
But someone figured it out when they identified Paul Walker as that guy. If Jessica Alba has a male counterpart, it has to be Paul Walker. This is what I can say about Paul Walker:
- He can’t act
- He’s hot
- He can’t act
A lot of movies start with an idea, while others start with a script. I’m pretty sure Into the Blue started with someone saying, “Let’s put Jessica Alba and Paul Walker on screen together in as few clothes as possible, while still staying PG-13.”
And magic ensues. Suprisingly, Into the Blue isn’t bad. The thing about filling a movie with bad actors is that it’s easy to overlook the fact that they’re bad actors and completely lose yourself to God-like hotness.
Male or female, you have to recognize and be enamored with the beauty of both actors as they stumble through the completely insane plot of sunken treasure and drug overlords in the Caribbean seas.
Scott Caan threatens to destroy the drooling with his better acting, but luckily Alba and Walker come back in to drag you down before he can do any real harm. And you have to love them for it.
I defy you to watch Into the Blue without being sucked into the beauty of not only its actors, but also its underwater vistas and wacky plot.
I think you’ll find that you can’t do it. The combined awesomeness of Walker and Alba are too powerful for us mere mortals to possibly withstand.
Verdict: B-