The Poseidon Adventure (1972)
Reviewed on 2007 December 27
Having a bad holiday? In-laws getting on your nerves? Got stuck with a Chia Pet or fruitcake as your gift? Watch this puppy about a reaaaaaal bad New Year’s Eve and you’ll feel better you’re at least home safe and sound.
The S.S. Poseidon is a luxury liner taking a holiday cruise and, in the maxim of things going wrong at the worst possible moment, is capsized during a huge New Year’s Eve party. The ship is swept completely upside-down by a tidal wave; and the few surviving partygoers, disoriented and probably half-gone from rich food and cheap free champagne, have to crawl their way to the “surface”. Because it’s a formal party, the women get to do it in dress clothes and heels.
I mention this because Mr. Shukti and I got into a bit of an argument during the scene where Detective Lieutenant Rogo (Ernest Borgnine) snaps and scolds his wife for not wearing shorts — I think he meant, you know, outer-wear type shorts — under her party gown. I’m sure poor Linda Rogo (Stella Stevens) didn’t think she’d spend New Year’s Eve crawling over an obstacle course, but Mr. Shukti pounced on this and asked me why women wear “impractical clothes” like heels. I asked him how many parties we’d been to where the freaking banquet hall flipped over. He kept on and I told him if we ever went on a cruise I’d wear punk finery and biker boots to any parties, and that shut him up. And that was just the two of us, sitting on the sofa. Now imagine people scared out of their minds and trying to get off a capsized ship before it completely sinks, fighting among each other. The main brawlers were Rogo and Reverend Frank Scott (Gene Hackman). Add the special effects to the storyline and all that tension and it’s still entertaining, despite its age.
This was the first Irwin Allen expensive-stuff-goes-up-in-flames movie, and the best of the lot, in my opinion. Not only was it a good-looking movie but the acting overall was very good for the genre. Did you know that despite their on-screen chemistry, Red Buttons and Carol Lynley actually couldn’t stand each other? Yeah, me either.
Three chocolate morsels.