This is the real story (well, up to a point…) of Moby-Dick, Herman Melville’s American epic, as Hawthorne put it. The framing story has Ben Whishaw as the writer being told the tale by Brendan Gleeson as Tom Nickerson, a mere boy on the original voyage of the Essex, captained by Benjamin Walker as Pollard who is at loggerheads with first mate Chris Hemsworth as Owen Chase. It looks murky courtesy of Antony Dod Mantle and there are times when one wishes for the clarity of image we might have seen in Black Swan, way back when. For some reason it’s hard to care about these men – maybe because the butchering of the whales they manage to catch is so horrifying. One might lay the blame at the screenplay by Charles Leavitt (adapted from the titular book by Nathanael Philbrick) or the direction by Ron Howard. Sometimes Mother Nature has her revenge.