Whiteout

One of director Dominic Sena’s previous films was ‘Gone In Sixty Seconds’. This one will be too. 

US Marshall Carrie Stetko (Kate Beckinsale) fights her way through a blizzard of clichés as she tries to unravel the mysterious death of a geologist found face down on the Antarctic ice. In adapting the graphic novel by Greg Rucka and Steve Lieber, screenwriting brothers Jon and Eric Hoeber have employed every cliché in the book: the cop with a past, the secret buried for fifty years, the red herrings that smell a bit funny, and the race against time.

Winter is about to set in for six months, as Carrie wonders who she can trust in this hostile, alien landscape - the paranoid, knife-wielding geologist, the amiable black pilot, the handsome but evasive UN investigator? Meanwhile, the ice-axe-wielding killer continues to stalk his victims, his identity hidden behind dark goggles. John Frizzel’s over-worked soundtrack keeps telling us how exciting everything is, but it feels as if we’re frozen in time. Not so much a white-out as wipe-out.