6/10
The F.P. 1 won't be there in an hour. Only water
21 June 2022
Warning: Spoilers
That's the warning that a communications man is given, held at gunpoint by someone who delivers this ominous message. The floating platform is in the middle of the atlantic, a strip of man-made metals and plastic and other materials that from far above in the sky looks like a giant ice cube tray. This film is memorable more for its photography than the plotline, and the presents of the German born Conrad Veidt and the one time Mrs. Laurence Olivier, Jill Esmond, at one time a successful stage actress.

The first half before the plot gets going is much more interesting than the slow moving second half, with amusing banter between Veidt and Esmond, especially since she thinks that he's at first a masher, then believes that he's out to sabotage her company which built this floating airstrip. Frankly, the importance of such a piece of man-made contraptions in the middle of the ocean really saw no significance to me, unless it was meant to be a refilling station of fuel which isn't indicated to my recollection.

Veidt always commands attention with his severe voice which is often able to lighten people up after their first impressions of him because of his charm, something he did even when he played the most horrible of villains. I find his pre-Hollywood films quite interesting because of their stylistic filming and unusual subject matter. Even at just 75 minutes, however, this feels a bit too long as it drags quite a bit in the middle section.
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