Flight Risk (2025)

This film is, in essence, a fun cinematic experiment that chooses not to take itself too seriously. At barely an hour and a half long, the film benefits enormously from its brevity: every minute counts, and that limited length prevents the plot from becoming entangled in an endless tangle of pretensions.

It is an unambitious divertimento, conscious of being, at heart, silly - something that both director and viewer accept without too many moral objections.

The film is, in many respects, an airlift with good points. Gibson manages, despite some narrative turbulence, to offer us a surprising and twisty ride.

However, not everything shines equally: Grace's character remains stagnant as a comic crutch, without really evolving throughout the plot, while Wahlberg's role is overly caricatured to the point of annoyance, which, paradoxically, serves to enhance Michelle Dockery's performance.

Dockery steals the spotlight and shines in her own right, with a good display of resources and a lot of personality. Although, at times, her solo choreography lacks the accompaniment that would make her presence more dense.

The scenery is undoubtedly one of the film's strong points. Gibson uses visually attractive settings that, despite the lightness of the story, transport us to places where natural beauty contrasts with the frenetic theatricality of a narrative that, in its eagerness to surprise, sometimes verges on the incoherent.

The pace is so accelerated that, at certain moments, the spectator cannot even assimilate the succession of plot twists that follow one after the other in an insane manner, all in the service of a spectacle that prefers immediacy and sensationalism to depth.

It is, in short, a work that amuses me, without claiming more than it can offer: a fleeting sigh in which each nonsensical narrative twist gives wings to entertainment in favour of coherence and regularity.