The ocean freaks me out. Given that I swim with the grace of an orang-utan, “The Reef” had a natural advantage to feed on my paranoia. Essentially an Ozzy “Open Water,” the film attempts to haunt you with some typical shock scares and “what the hell was that!?” techniques. If you’re not aquatically ignorant like me, you’ll probably find logistical issues with “The Reef”. The movie ends abruptly and the plot’s as relevant as a waterproof toaster. However, the film managed to fill my diver trousers a few times, using little more than a distant splash or a gloomy figure.
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