
“FLOW” My rating: B+ (Apple TV +)
85 minutes | MPAA rating: PG
There is not one word of dialogue in the Czech animation feature “Flow,” which is up for Oscars in both the Animated Film and International Feature categories.
Which means a viewer has to pay attention. No looking out the window and expecting the soundtrack to carry you along.
Happily, concentrating on “Flow” is no problem, since creator Gints Zilbalodis packs his feature with so much intoxicating visual information and so many interesting characters and situations that our attention never wanders.
The film unfolds in a vaguely Asian landscape. There are bamboo huts and Ankor Wat-style temples and even an exotic city. These speak of human habitation, but we never do see an example of homo sapiens.
Instead we find ourselves on a grand adventure with a cat who initially survives a tsunami that floods the jungle, then hitches a ride on a drifting boat to be carried wherever the current takes him (or her).
Our feline protagonist is accompanied by a small menagerie of other animals seeking refuge from the waters. Among them a shuffling capybara (think large groundhog), a pack of dogs who put aside their cat-hunting proclivities for the sake of mutual survival, a magisterial crane, and a lemur obsessed with collecting items (he becomes frantic upon discovering one of his precious finds is missing…I call him Gollum).
We get to know them not from what they say (again, no dialogue) but by their actions, which have been brilliantly envisioned to be both sentient and animal.
“Flow” has no plot. It’s a series of episodes. There’s no explanation of the disaster that befalls the characters, no clue as to where all the people have gone. The movie doesn’t so much end as drift away.
So if you’re looking for a tidy package wrapped up with a bow, you’ll be frustrated.
If, however, you’re ready for something you’ve never seen before, dive into this brave new world.

Miles Teller, Anya Taylor-Joy
“THE GORGE” My rating: C+ (Apple TV +)
127 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13)
“The Gorge” has a nifty premise and a really solid opening 40 minutes.
After that it’s a bit of a mess.
Sniper Levi (Miles Teller) is tormented by the many people he has killed, both as a Marine and more recently as a paid mercenary. Looking for a change, he’s intrigued by a offer proffered by an obviously high-ranking government mover and shaker (Sigourney Weaver).
How would Levi like to spend a year in isolation, getting his head together while employing his skills as a marksman?
It’s all very mysterious, and after a long plane ride during which he was drugged Levi ends up in a concrete sentry tower overlooking a vast fog-filled chasm. His job is to use the resources he’s been given — long-range rifles, explosive mines dangled over the precipice, automated machine guns — to keep whatever is making eerie noises down there from getting out.
Oh…and about a mile away on the other side of the canyon is another sentry tower, this one occupied by Drasa (Anya Taylor-Joy), who like Levi has enjoyed a career of long-distance assassinations…albeit her employers were Eastern Bloc types.
Despite orders not to fraternize, the two snipers begin communicating via binoculars and messages written on big sheets of paper. It’s kind of a chaste courtship…at least until Levi uses a bazooka and metal cable to string a zip line above the roiling clouds.
So far so good. But the meet-cute romance that develops doesn’t convince (these two are too hard core to get their kicks dancing to ‘80s pop) and the mystery of just what is happening down below is a whole lot of nothing.
We’re talking about a long-ago government experiment that went south, creating an environment filled with mutant creatures (kinda reminds of the Skull Island sequence in “King Kong”).
Teller and Taylor-Joy are both fine performers, but Zach Dean’s script and Scott Derrickson’s direction give them little to work with.
Production values are solid, but “The Gorge” suffers from the great gaping hole that afflicts so many sci-fi/horror entries — a great buildup to a mediocre reveal.
| Robert W. Butler

