While Bernie and his skeleton crew (complete with an underused Ben Foster) take their rinky dink boat through "the breaks," the crew of the Pendleton is working to stay afloat long enough for rescue. One would do well not to resist its charms in the name of a fully fleshed-out story, and choose instead to bask in the classic "all for one, one for all" heroics, where manly men fight to save the day because it's the right thing to do. Yes, the characters are underdeveloped and the dialogue is cliche-ridden, but I suspect (see: hope) that this is all intentional. It's the most basic of character motivations, but in a movie so shamelessly old-timey, it works.Īnd that's the trick of The Finest Hours: despite the modern, shiny action sequences, the story is delightfully old-fashioned. This, coupled with a blind sense of duty, is what drives him to take a tiny ship on a suicide mission. Bernie led a failed rescue mission roughly a year prior, and despite having done all that he could, his reputation was severely damaged. The leader of this operation is Bernie Webber (Chris Pine - totally made for this kind of thing). When a random tow-truck driver notices the Pendleton's lights cutting through the fog, he alerts the now depleted local Guard who decide, against reason, to mount a rescue. The Mercer manages to send a distress signal, resulting in an immediate rescue operation from the Coast Guard, but the Pendleton is too damaged for the crew to do much of anything but hope.
Amidst this meteorological madness, two tanker ships, the SS Fort Mercer and the SS Pendleton, are smashed to pieces.
In the winter of 1952, a record-breaking Nor'easter hit New England, setting the seas into a state of extreme turbulence.
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