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:: 47 Metres Down

47 Metres Down is Johannes Roberts' follow up to the supernatural shenanigans of 2015's The Other Side of the Door and returns him to the more small scale terrors of his earlier films, albeit directed with assurance and confidence that presumably his last bigger budget offering has given him.

Sharks are all the talk at the moment, which is good as there are some damn big sharks in 47 Metres Down. Lisa and Kate are two sisters on holiday on the Mexican coast. Kate has just been dumped by her boyfriend, but her more outgoing sister recommends that they party with the local boys to get over it. The guys they hook up with operate a shark viewing gig for tourists. They invite Lisa and Kate, who bluff their way into saying that they're experienced scuba divers, to get into a cage which is lowered into the ocean. Yes, you guessed it, the winch malfunctions and the cage plummets to the sea bed, 47 metres below the surface. With oxygen running out, the girls must work out how to stay alive and get to the surface without being eaten or succumbing to the bends.

This is a far more realistic take on women vs sharks than Jaume Collet-Serra‘s glossy but nevertheless enjoyable The Shallows. Like that film it's a fairly simple set-up, but there's a growing air of desperation and claustrophobia which makes 47 Metres Down particularly nail-biting. Roberts is really good at capturing the girls’ growing panic, and the shark effects, though minimal, are very effective.