No Way Up

The one selling point of No Way Up is that it makes you scared of being scared, which may be enough for a lazy evening on the couch with a friend, a drink and a meal, though it probably wouldn’t work on sushi night.

With cheesy dialogue and easily predictable moments, this may be far from high art but it embraces its clichés like old friends and delivers some claustrophobic tension and fun action.

There is some tension in the aircraft falling into the sea and an occasional well-executed shark attack; the rest is a sum of clichés that make the film unbearable. [Full review in Spanish]

Most performances are good, the visual effects are surprisingly decent, and the entire experience is digested in just over an hour and a half, which is increasingly rare these days. Full review in Spanish.

No Way Up not only contends with killer sharks, but also irreconcilable visions. A self-serious tone sucks all the oxygen out of what was otherwise an effective killer shark flick.

If there is one thing noticeable when reviewing the nonsense in the movies of the good Claudio Fäh, is that as a child he enjoyed all kinds of movie nonsense. [Full review in Spanish]

Trashy B-film survival thriller that to its credit shows great shark kills.

It does not seem to want to cross the finish line as strongly as it aims to, with too much predictability and impossibility, leaving the final moments feeling lackluster, No Way Up puttering to the end.

No Way Up strives to shake up the shark attack sub-genre, but it ends up as a lackluster experience with a very typical storyline.

Although it starts with a not-bad idea, this disaster thriller is preposterously, laughably bad. It takes itself too seriously and is packed with poor acting, poor dialogue, poor continuity, and poor logic.