Could Jason Statham be this generation's Captain Ahab? That's one way to describe the British action star's role in The Meg, which swam into cinemas last week. In Warner Brothers' latest blockbuster, Statham plays a grizzled naval captain in the Moby Dick tradition, bent on slaughtering a 75ft prehistoric shark that once sank his sub.
Preposterous though the film's premise may sound, the Meg itself — carcharocles megalodon to you — is not. Between 23 and 2.6 million years ago, there really were sharks as long as cricket pitches patrolling our seas.
However, at a time of year when cinema is ruled by manicured franchises and reboots — Mission: Impossible, Mamma Mia!, Jurassic World, the latest Marvel episode — a beast like the Meg in a US$150 million ($228m) studio production looks like a B-movie lummox that somehow managed to sneak into the VIP lounge.
In all other respects, The Meg is an exemplary 2010s blockbuster: an American-Chinese co-production with a tongue-in-cheek tone and a pick-and-mix international cast. But the fact it has finally been made now, after the rights to the source novel had been swatted around Hollywood since the Nineties, probably owes less to the current blockbuster climate than to forces significantly further downmarket.
Namely, the so-called "sharksploitation" craze that has consumed (pun intended) the direct-to-video horror scene for the past nine years, and which began in 2009 with a film called Mega Shark Versus Giant Octopus, in which a megalodon tangled with a jumbo-sized tentacled mollusc in screensaver-grade CGI.