Now, unsure if rescue is coming, the cold squeezing in around them, they have to move. Early into the flight however, a storm strikes and in a moment of madness, the plane goes down, crashing into the wilds of the frozen tundra, leaving only Ottway and six others alive. It cuts to a plane being boarded by the workers, and Ottway joins them, heading to places untold. It’s a lonely job, one that takes a certain kind of mettle, and in the opening moments, we wonder not if John possesses such, but if it is enough. He’s making a living up in Alaska at a large oil drilling site, patrolling the perimeter shooting wolves who stray too close looking for easy pickings. There’s this man named John Ottway ( Liam Neeson). The story is, on paper, pretty easy to tell. ![]() But for me, it’s altogether something else. It’s a rare film, a jarring, intensely subjective experience that has this ability to be two things at once, depending how you choose to see it. I’ve started doing so often, snippets and notes here and there, threads and ideas, but have always put it aside, knowing I was still missing something … something that matters. I’ve been meaning to write about director Joe Carnahan‘s evocative The Grey since I walked out of the theater six years ago.
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