The producers know exactly who their demographic is: young boys aged twelve to seventeen, and the poster of Alba's sun-kissed glistening body as it ripples across every bus-stop poster says it all. Since Alba is the star, they don't need to worry about plot, character development or ... anything, really. What the producers needed was a director who isn't afraid of getting beautiful bodies up on the screen and doesn't let something like good acting get in the way of a toned stomach. Enter John Stockwell (CrazyBeautiful, Blue Crush) - he's the man for the job. The story, of sorts, takes place in the Caribbean, where Jared (Walker) and Sam (Alba) eke out a living as a tour boat operator and an aquarium instructor respectively. When they take their two friends (Caan and Scott) on a diving trip, they discover the remains of a sunken ship that could be the legendary Zephyr. During the same dive they find a sunken plane full of cocaine and the party can't decide if they will dig for treasure or sell the nose candy - but before they can make up their minds the real drug dealers appear on the scene and demand their coke. Cliches abound: Into the Blue will sink without trace, this movie is all wet, go back to Seaworld, etc, etc, etc.
'That They May Face the Rising Sun' is beautiful, heartfelt, and understated
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