It almost feels like J.C. Chandor is showing off. In what is only his second feature film, after the chalk-and-cheese financial collapse movie "Margin Call," he sets himself a kind of exercise in filmmaking rigor, in the bare-bones, one-man survival-at-sea story "All Is Lost" and delivers. From the strong but talky, pointing-at-screens-spouting-financial-mumbo-jumbo of his debut, it's initially hard to see how we could have predicted the filmmaker's ability to deliver a much more visceral, physically gruelling, dialogue-free experience. But hindsight is 20/20 and what both movies share is an almost documentary-like immediacy to the material, and a hugely confident filmmaking style, unobstrusive and economical, that belies Chandor's relative inexperience. Starting with a voiceover of a note he is writing, (really the only time we hear Robert Redford's voice, aside from a couple of hoarse cries of "Help me!" and SOS calls) we're introduced to a man, bobbing 1700 miles off the Sumatran...
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