Impossible, The (2012) [Blu-ray]
Drama | History | Thriller

Tagline: Nothing is more powerful than the human spirit.

One family's incredible true story Maria (Naomi Watts) and Henry (Ewan McGregor) are on a family Christmas vacation in Thailand, enjoying their beachfront resort when their world is suddenly turned upside down. Unbeknownst to them, a huge earthquake across the ocean has triggered a massive tsunami... one of the most devastating natural catastrophes on record. This is their story.

Storyline: A regular family - Maria (Naomi Watts), Henry (Ewan McGregor) and their three kids - travel to Thailand to spend Christmas. They get an upgrade to a villa on the coastline. After settling in and exchanging gifts, they go to the pool, like so many other tourists. A perfect paradise vacation until a distant noise becomes a roar. There is no time to escape from the tsunami; Maria and her eldest are swept one way, Henry and the youngest another. Who will survive, and what will become of them? Written by Ronaldo Ferreira

Reviewer's Note: Reviewed by Jeffrey Kauffman on April 13, 2013 -- Most of you probably have your own vacation disaster stories, though truth be told even our worst misadventures rarely rise to actual "disaster" levels and instead often provide fodder for copious laughter at family reunions and the like as oft-told anecdotes are recounted, usually in an overly dramatic manner that only adds to the humor. Often these anecdotes deal with such typical travelers' headaches as missing a flight or ending up with no baggage at the vacation spot. My own personal favorite comes from my childhood, when my father, who was President of the Salt Lake City Lions Club for a year, bundled our family up and drove us to Los Angeles for a couple of weeks for what was planned to be some Lions Club Convention festivities combined with a trip to Disneyland. The Lions Club had arranged for a deal in what was supposed to be a tony downtown hotel, but when we arrived, we were greeted with a pretty decrepit looking building. My parents' suspicions grew when the baggage clerk, who spoke no English, managed to close his tie in our car's trunk after having gotten our luggage, and was briefly pulled behind the car as it was being driven off by the valet. When we got inside the hotel, first impressions only became more dour as we were greeted by an elderly man and his dog, whom he informed us was named Earl, and who he insisted knew how to talk. "Speak, Earl!", the man repeatedly exclaimed, with Earl gazing elsewhere, perhaps looking for the nearest exit. When we got on the elevator, we discovered that unlike most elevators, this one would instantly stop going to its original destination to respond to a new call. And so our trip to our room was a roller coaster affair where we went up a floor, down two floors, and so on and so on until we finally got to our floor.

The room itself was of course a horror story of its own. I won't belabor this story much longer, only stating that among the "delights" that occurred was the front of a chest of drawers ripping off in my mother's hand when she attempted to put some clothes away and, later, our shocking discovery of bloody Kleenex wadded up in a roll away bed that had been delivered to the room as well as our interaction with several other bizarre people who apparently lived in the hotel, including an elderly woman who sat outside all day on a folded chair, moving it slightly every few minutes to stay in a little sliver of shade that meandered down the sidewalk as the afternoon encroached. Suffice it to say we beat a hasty retreat and ended up staying in a really nice place on Huntington Beach, though in a cautionary tale that even a relative paradise can have its share of tribulations, a girl from a neighboring room who had befriended my sisters was hit by a car when she tried to run across Highway 101 one night (she survived, but with a broken leg). One way or the other, this was a vacation none of us in my family has ever forgotten.

This all may sound pretty trivial, as many of our perceived "travel horror stories" often really are, but some families have actually encountered real disasters during their vacations. Simple misadventures like the one mentioned above simply pale in comparison to the real disaster depicted in The Impossible, an absolutely riveting film based on the real life experiences of a family which endured the horrendous calamity of the 2004 tsunami that swept over Thailand on the day after Christmas in 2004.

Lots of films start with the imprimatur "Based on a true story", and I have been repeatedly on record as stating how skeptical one needs to be when reading between the lines of that salient word based (much of my film scholarship career has been built on a decades' long research effort to debunk fictional elements in the supposedly "true" story of Frances Farmer in the Jessica Lange feature Frances.) The Impossible seems to intentionally up the ante by letting the words true story linger after the rest of that oft-seen phrase vanishes. But in this case, truth is indeed stranger than fiction, for Maria Belón, a Spanish physician whose life was forever changed on December 26, 2004 when the tsunami hit and whose struggles in the days afterward provided the inspiration for the film, was integrally involved in the shoot, allegedly even choosing Naomi Watts to play her. While there are elements in the film that smack of "dramatization" (especially with regard to some third act developments), most of The Impossible has the visceral intensity of a documentary rather than a dramatic recreation.

We meet the (renamed) Bennett family on their flight into Thailand for what was planned to have been an idyllic Christmas vacation. Maria (Naomi Watts) is a physician who is now a stay at home mom taking care of three boys, Lucas (Tom Holland), a sullen adolescent who retreats into his headphone fueled interior life, and two much younger kids, Tomas (Samuel Joslin) and Simon (Oaklee Pendergast). Maria's husband is worrywart Henry (Ewan McGregor) who fusses about whether their home alarm was properly set before they left and who later is concerned over a text message he receives that indicates his job may be on the line. All of those concerns ultimately seem pointless, though. The family enjoys a splendid Christmas Eve, sending gorgeous lantern balloons flying up into an improbably starry night sky, and then enjoying a fun Christmas Day with each other. The day after Christmas would seem to be simply a day to kick back and enjoy the incredible scenery, but everything changes as the family, gathered in and around their resort's pool, is suddenly struck by the monster waves of the tsunami.

The next section of the film follows Maria and Lucas who end up at least within sight of each other as each is pummeled by the incredible ferocity of the water. Maria is horribly wounded when she attempts to get to Lucas at one point, ending up getting speared twice by an errant branch caught underneath the water. Ultimately, though, Maria and Lucas end up in each others' arms and manage—just barely—to get to a swampy marsh area that is at least not entirely covered by water. They soon hear a small child crying in the distance. Lucas has noticed just how serious his mother's wounds are and insists they get to a high place quickly before another potential wave hits, but Maria's professional and maternal instincts take over and she insists that they find the child. He turns out to be a toddler named Daniel, and together the three manage to get themselves up into the branches of one of the few trees that has managed to remain upright in the onslaught.

Maria's condition worsens rather dramatically, but ultimately some Thai natives rescue them, ultimately getting Maria and Lucas to an insanely overcrowded and understaffed hospital. This section of the film deals with Lucas' increasing realization that he may be on his own soon, especially since he and Maria assume that Henry and the other boys must certainly have perished. But Maria herself seems to be on her last legs and after having dispatched Lucas to help however he can, she actually disappears and Lucas is left with the strong impression that she has indeed died.

The film takes a sudden left turn at this point, one which is a bit unnerving but was probably unavoidable from a structural standpoint, as we veer over to the story of Henry and the two younger Bennett boys, who have in fact survived. Henry is desperate to figure out if Maria and Lucas have survived, and when a transport is arranged to get everyone up to higher ground in the mountains, he makes the perhaps questionable decision to send the two Bennett tots off unaccompanied as he continues to search for his wife and eldest son.

It's at this point that The Impossible makes some potential missteps. It's revealed that Maria has actually been misidentified after surgery and is alive, though only barely. In the meantime, Henry has set out on a quest with another distraught father and husband, poring through death records (and actual dead bodies) and visiting a number of shelters and hospitals. He also discovers that his two youngest sons have been taken to an undisclosed location. It all seems, well, improbable if not actually impossible, and once the entire family ends up within earshot of each other, even as they continually miss seeing each other, some may be wondering just how much based on and how much actual true story are in this particular equation.

The Impossible is graced with some incredibly effective performances. Both Watts and McGregor are pitch perfect and both have real showcases in terms of emotional breakdowns which they play to the hilt. Tom Holland is also superb as Lucas, managing to toe a fine line between understandable hysteria and resolute determination to get his mother through the morass of rotting corpses both inside and outside the hospital. In my not so humble estimation, Holland certainly deserved a Best Supporting Actor Academy Award nomination to match Watts' for Best Actress, but that particular category was already as crowded in its own way as the hospital at the core of The Impossible. The film is occasionally a bit too showy for its quasi-verité style, including a late "dream" sequence when Maria is anesthetized in anticipation of a surgery to repair her badly damaged leg. But overall director Juan Antonio Bayona crafts an incredibly moving journey of one family making its way through unimaginable horrors. The film is also notable for its depictions of "little" touches of human kindness along the way (though is it mere coincidence that one of the few boors Henry encounters is obviously an American?). Geraldine Chaplin, whose face is a stunning exemplar of how actresses should age gracefully, has a wonderful moment playing an elderly woman who shares some wisdom with Tomas under a starry night where she discusses the impossibility of knowing which stars are still alive and which burned out millennia ago. She calls it a "beautiful mystery", much as the real life Maria Belón has mentioned the unfathomable questions that arise when some people survive and some people do not when an incredible disaster hits.

Far too often disaster films pit a bunch of strangers against some formidable struggle, with really very little emotional attachment required from the audience. In fact, many disaster films play out like virtual lotteries where the audience is asked to guess who will survive and who will perish. Credit The Impossible, then, for dealing with an unimaginable disaster in completely personal, human terms. With standout performances and generally well modulated direction, this is an unusually moving film that should make everyone who watches it aware of just how tenuous life is and how we must value those we love. Highly recommended.

[CSW] -3.3- Amazing effects and stunts along with and solid performances balance out some artistic lapses and ethical questions in this true story of one family's experiences of the horrendous Tsunami that killed 300,000. The downsides; there's something a little off-putting about choosing a white, privileged family as a focus, while at the same time showing almost exclusively other white people as suffering and afraid in a disaster that killed far more local people than tourists. The Thai's are certainly shown in a good light, kindly helping all these suffering whites, but even in the hospital, almost every face we see in a bed is a white one. That hint of odd racial insensitivity is also underlined by replacing the original family, who were Spanish and dark, and making them into a gorgeous blond English family, a telling choice in a "true" story. On a more general level, the film can feel manipulative, from the tear jerking score, to the multiple "will they spot each other?" shots that feel like a horror film's self-conscious suspense creating frames, but that technique feels strangely artificial in this more naturalistic setting. There's no question it's exciting and at times moving, but it felt to me like one of those films where I would have felt even more deeply if it wasn't pushing so hard to win my emotions and had more authentic (i.e., less Anglo) characters.
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