Deep Water
Ben Affleck and Ana de Armas wonder what the hell they signed up for in Adrian Lyne's Deep Water.
Playing out like a Cinemax After Dark production of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Wolf?, Deep Water works best when you view it as a comedy. Barely written, indifferently acted, and downright silly, this flick isn’t worthy of the ’90s-era sexy thrillers it’s desperately hoping to copy.
Director Adrian Lyne, who is probably best known for his erotic thrillers 9½ Weeks and Fatal Attraction, seems to have phoned it in for this deeply unappealing, tepid whodunit. There are a few interesting shots that indicate that Lyne was briefly awake at the wheel, but everything from story to performance is such a massive failure that it seems little wonder that Disney pulled Deep Water from theatrical release and cast it to Hulu, where it can be watched while you fold fitted sheets or play Wordle on your phone.
