K-19:
The Widowmaker
Our rating: 4 out of 5
Rated: PG13
reviewed by
Charity Bishop
Movies about submarines have always been popular. There is something enthralling
about the thought of cold steel sinking through the claustrophobic depths of the
sea to arouse the imagination and intensify the harrowing escapes real men have
gone through in war and peacetime. Following in the long tradition set by The
Hunt for Red October, K:19 The Widowmaker follows the story of a
Russian nuclear submarine and its crew at the height of the Cold War.
The Americans are ahead in their defenses with an arsenal built up of
nuke-delivering submarines while Russia struggles financially to keep up.
Their first working sub comes in the form of K:19, under the dictation of
her captain, Polenin. But improper maintenance and untrained crew leave K:19
in less than flawless working order. Mother Russia is not pleased. Polenin
is replaced by Captain Vostrikov, and K:19 leaves port for some extensive
training time in the open sea. They are to put her through her paces and
detonate a practice missile. Vostrikov is a much more stern and demanding
captain than his predecessor, who remains on the ship as second in command.
He puts the crew through brutal morning exercises, simulating fires,
emergency dives, and fusion leaks. Forcing the ship to near-crush depth in
one of these practice sessions, his priorities and those of Polenin
violently collide. The secondary officer places his men before Russia's
tests; for Vostrikov, loyalty to the Mother Country is all that matters.
On board are a number of promising young men... but K:19 has
earned herself the reputation as 'The Widowmaker.' Five men died
working on her even before leaving port. The resident cook is
run over by a truck. The champagne bottle designated to send off
the submarine did not break. Accidents occur below decks -- a
man's hand is badly mangled, another falls and cuts himself on
machinery during a drill. Everyone believes it's a suicide
mission. Delivering nuclear missiles through icy waters, they
are told to patrol the Northern Atlantic within firing range at
the United States. But something has gone wrong... horribly
wrong... one of the nuclear valves has been lacerated. K:19 has
become the largest floating nuclear bomb in the world. Many
consider this film a guy thing, and I can see why. Submarines
and navel officers appeal more to the masculine side of
humanity. However, women can also appreciate stories of courage,
nobility, and self-sacrifice.
This is why they have made up an almost equal half of the audience who goes
to see The Lord of the Rings films -- full of orcs, battles, and an
almost all-male cast. K:19 has this kind of moral core. Although it is
essentially a thriller catered toward men, anyone who enjoys a good wartime
sub drama will enjoy it. If you're not a fan of claustrophobic depths, skip
it. It has its flaws but also its merits. It's not a film I would watch more
than once, but I'm not sorry for having seen it once. The acting is almost
stellar, which is fortunate because the film suffers from a slow-moving
plot. Despite the imminent danger on board the ship, the pace seems to
crawl. Liam Neeson manages to keep it afloat merely by his Shakespearian
presence. He not only makes a very likable secondary captain in the way he
treats his men but also manages to pull off a convincing Russian accent. Not
so, I'm sorry to say, for Harrison Ford. I've come to the conclusion that
the role of Vostrikov would have been better cast elsewhere. Ford just
doesn't have the temperamental intensity needed; Jason Isaacs would have
been more convincing. The rest of the cast fills in nicely and the sets are
extremely realistic -- based on actual schematics of Russian submarines in
that era. (Neeson had a heck of a time squeezing through the built-to-scale
set with his six foot, four inch frame.)
Now for the flaws, which are miniscule but still worth noting.
The soundtrack is sometimes grating. Language is shockingly
absent. There are two profanities. That's it. No abuse of deity,
no harsh profanity. The world must be flat -- a war film with no
language! Other elements make up for it. Violence isn't overly
graphic but present. A man is briefly shown being run over by a
truck. One of the crew gets his hand caught in a chain with some
bloody results. Another man strikes his head on a piece of
machinery and is knocked unconscious. It's the reaction to radio
active waves that become the most painful to watch. The men are
sent to repair the valve in teams of two. They come out badly
burnt (with flushed and often bloody skin) and nauseous. Several
times they throw up on-screen. The extent of sexual content
comes in the form of a mild innuendo and an occasion when the
crewmen moon a helicopter from above deck. Religion is subtly
absent, although one crewman is seen several times clutching a
crucifix.
Having been thrust into a terrible situation, the crew stand together and
risk their lives for the good of everyone on board ship... and essentially,
their mother country. I admire patriotism in whatever form it comes; one
cannot help admiring these Russians for their loyalty despite the fact that
they've been dealt a bad hand by Russia herself. Cowards become heroes. Men
die for one another. Even the two captains learn to work together and
respect one another. It's not the best submarine film afloat but certainly
is worth some praise.
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