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It takes Stockwell forever to get these details into place, because he's primarily concerned with Caribbean and bikini-clad eye candy. But even that loses its novelty in a ridiculous showcase like this.
Writer Matt Johnson lays on more villains and more chases and more twists, but instead of giving the film more depth, it just turns it increasingly sillier and sillier until it drowns in its own contrivances.
This one tells a hoary tale of Caribbean salvage operators dedicated to hunting sunken treasure on the ocean floor. But the true salvager is the guy behind the camera. John Stockwell has already flashed his talent for rescuing B-material.
It is an extraordinary cinematic achievement to take a story combining pirate treasure, drug runners, killer sharks, an airplane crash, car chases and Jessica Alba in a bikini, and turn it into an exercise in tedium.
Mad props to Peter Zuccarini, who headed the team of ocean-bound photographers and captured some remarkably vivid footage, and also to the actors, who spend plenty of time looking cool, calm and collected swimming with the predatory fishes.
Some narrative economy could have shaved 20 minutes off the film's slackly paced two hours and brought us sooner to its memorably frenetic underwater climax -- a payoff that's finally too little, too late to save the movie.