When The Finest Hours, a movie about the
true life heroism of a rag tag group of Coast Guard members battling a fierce New
England storm in the early 1950s to save the stranded crew of a wrecked tanker,
is actually about that, it’s not bad. Giant waves flinging various vessels
around willy-nilly, a crew racing to the rescue, another struggling to stay
afloat long enough for them to arrive; all of this works. The problem is
whenever the movie does anything else.
