But if there’s a disappointment to “The Meg,” it’s not simply that the film isn’t ok. It’s that it’s not dangerous sufficient. For months, a ubiquitous trailer, lower to Bobby Darin’s 1959 model of “Past the Sea,” recommended that “The Meg” may be an enormous-fish-consuming-its-personal-tail thriller pushed by a intelligent/stupido consciousness of its personal ticky-cheesy August qualities. No such luck. “The Meg” isn’t an ironic horror comedy that winks at you, like “Piranha 3D” or “Little Store of Horrors” or “Shaun of the Useless.” It’s simply pulp staged on an industrial scale. That stated, it’s nonetheless intent on tweaking your nostalgic tastebuds for ’70s cheese.
“Jaws,” which got here out in the summertime of 1975, is a film that we now consider as the start of one thing. It was the beginning of the blockbuster mentality, the film that initially notched the Spielberg/Lucas axis onto the map, and, in fact, the primary nail within the coffin of the New Hollywood. (I’d argue that the actual first nail was “The Exorcist,” however that’s one other story.) But earlier than Spielberg turned it into a piece of thriller artwork that left Hitchcock in awe, “Jaws” had a pedigree. In spirit and custom, it was a grisly exploitation film, a glorified piece of physique-chomping Roger Corman trash. And that, within the age of “Sharknado,” is simply what “The Meg” ought to have been: a gonzo thrill journey — a film bloody and scary sufficient to make you squirm with delight.
- Jason Statham as Jonas Taylor
- Li Bingbing as Suyin Zhang
- Rainn Wilson as Jack Morris
- Ruby Rose as Jaxx Herd
- Winston Chao as Dr. Minway Zhang
- Cliff Curtis as James “Mac” Mackreides
- Shuya Sophia Cai as Meiying
- Page Kennedy as DJ
- Robert Taylor as Dr. Heller
- Ólafur Darri Ólafsson as The Wall
- Jessica McNamee as Lori
- Masi Oka as Toshi