Peter Weir, inspired by the obsessively detailed prose of author Patrick O' Brian, has employed Fox's considerable bounty and even greater human effort in the pursuit of total realism. This is not simply a matter of a retrofitted period vessel or some CG waves. In the best possible sense, Master And Commander is all at sea. Save for a brief sojourn on the alien landscapes of the Galapagos Islands, the picture does not touch ground. The sense of isolation that Weir has explored in various forms throughout his distinguished career - think of Truman's town in a bubble or the single sex school parties of Dead Poet's Society and Picnic At Hanging Rock - finds perhaps its fullest expression here, an entire floating world with not a woman to be found for a thousand miles.And to master this miniature city, Weir has engaged the services of the most commanding actor in Hollywood: Russell Crowe. O'Brian's first choice for Captain Jack was apparently Charlton Heston, and you would have to cast your net that far back to find an actor who could challenge Crowe in this kind of form. An even then, Heston was never this nuanced, rarely this contained. Authenticity is therefore assured from the moment Crowe steps on deck; but during the double-checking of every little item, the filmmakers seem to have neglected to check if the maximum amount of fun had been packed into the capacious hold. The first attack on the HMS Surprise is arguably the most exhilarating twenty minutes of 2003. Compared to the insubstantial illusions of CGI, the crack and splinter of wood torn apart by metal is enormously satisfying. Thereafter, however, the movie drifts a bit with Jack's obsession with besting The Archeron precipitating a rather straightforward chase.
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