But not for the reasons you would think. The two women in this just kept making choices and doing things that led me to think about how easily they could have been trafficked and/or assaulted by the group of strange men they just decided to go into the middle of the ocean with and instantly make sexual overtures to. It made me wonder if they were supposed to be prostitutes because they instantly latch on to a rich rando, they're totally cool with his implication that they'll have to give him sexual favors, and at one point they start taking off their tops and partially exposing their breasts to a group of men like that couldn't have gone all the way South in a hurry, and absolutely no one would be there to back them up, nor would they likely be believed (if they even made it back to land) given how the "justice" system treats victims of sexual assault. Maybe I watch too much true crime, but the women were clearly written from the perspective of old men (random attractive, sexual young party girls want to party with a random, obviously creepy, sleazy, much older, toupee-wearing rich guy), and the women were both so unconcerned with their safety/well-being because the writers clearly didn't see the implicit danger.
There isn't a single likable character in this film, and the cat clearly did not like being there or being handled by the actors. What's more, the "rich" guy had a real Micky Mouse operation, complete with AARP-card-carrying goons. Was this movie for Florida retirees who like boating and hoping to snag a pretty, young girlfriend?
There isn't a single likable character in this film, and the cat clearly did not like being there or being handled by the actors. What's more, the "rich" guy had a real Micky Mouse operation, complete with AARP-card-carrying goons. Was this movie for Florida retirees who like boating and hoping to snag a pretty, young girlfriend?