

These 20-minute intervals provide an unusually worthwhile push for the plot as different passengers on board begin to die, and the mystery texter keeps up with every trick that Marks tries to pull out of his sleeve, the audience is left with red herrings left and right. Marks suddenly receives a startling text from an unknown number: He must transfer $150 million into a specific bank account (which Marks later learns is his own bank account), or else one passenger on board will die every 20 minutes. The movie follows Marks as he sits next to fellow passenger Jen Summers (played by Julianne Moore in a sadly underwritten role, since all the characterization goes to Neeson’s character) on a nonstop flight from New York to London. The whole “mourning, anti-heroic alcoholic” cliche is easily exploitative in nature, but Neeson’s acting chops gives this wooden characterization some much-needed life.

In “Non-Stop,” Neeson plays Federal Air Marshal Bill Marks, who has turned to alcoholism to numb the pain of losing his 8-year-old daughter to cancer (he even drinks on the job). He has gone from giving critically acclaimed performances in “Schindler’s List” and “Les Miserables” to creating action-packed, eye candy blockbusters like “Taken” and “The Grey.” As an actor, Neeson possesses the charm and gravitas that allow him to take the cliched, John Wayne-esque characters on paper and transform them into something watchable - believable, even. That is exactly what was promised, and it’s exactly what I got. With “Non-Stop,” the premise is one that has become a yearly routine for Hollywood, and a routine that I personally enjoy: the “Liam Neeson Shoots (name of bad guy) in the Face” movie. “Pacific Rim” promised giant robots fighting Godzilla-sized space aliens, and it did not disappoint. “Gravity” promised moviegoers the chance to watch Sandra Bullock float through a green-screened outer space, and that’s what they got. I just love it when a movie delivers on its premise. Post Views: 985 Courtesy of Universal Pictures
