‘Non-Stop,’ reviewed by Marshall Fine


If you crossed a disaster film from the 1970s with a low-budget action-thriller from the last five years, you’d get something that looks like “Non-Stop.”

It’s no wonder that Liam Neeson looked so chagrined to talk about it on “60 Minutes” this past Sunday. But as he noted, they’re paying him eight figures to work in this crap and Neeson, who has apparently made 20 films since his wife died five years ago, apparently wants to lose himself in his work.

Which also risks losing his reputation as a serious actor.

“Non-Stop” is as silly and repetitive as you’d imagine. It’s set aboard a trans-Atlantic flight from New York to London. We get a little “Flight” action early on, as Neeson’s character, Bill Marks, readies himself for the flight by hitting a bottle pretty hard before he boards the first-class cabin. As we quickly learn, he’s drinking on the job: He’s actually a federal air marshal.

There’s the obligatory introduction of several other passengers and crew played by familiar faces: They’re all suspects, of course, including Julianne Moore, Michelle Dockery, Corey Stoll, Nate Parker, Scoot McNairy, Linus Roache, Lupita Nyong’o and Anson Mount.

Suspects of what?

This review continues on my website.

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