Wrecked (2011)

Asked to convey a wide spectrum of emotional tones like confusion, shock, sadness, anger and oh, look out for the mountain lion, Brody does all he can to hold the screen.

Adrien Brody once again proves he's got enough onscreen appeal to carry a decent thriller.

It's a tribute to Adrien Brody that Wrecked works as a modestly compelling thriller, since there's almost nothing to see but Brody himself.

In all those empty blockbusters, the big screen swells pointlessly; at least in these narrow spaces it shrinks with a real purpose. Far better the tight squeeze than the big bloat.

Secured by Brody's committed performance, the feature-length debut of director Michael Greenspan has the stable definition of a one-act play, and only falls apart when the plot starts to repeat itself

It might not be James Franco's tour de force in the higher-profile "127 Hours," but Oscar winner Adrien Brody makes a meal of his seriously injured character.

...Wrecked makes its audience suffer along with its amnesiac protagonist. It's often boring and more than occasionally repetitive, dragging like the character's lame leg through the woods...

Will cause you to tap your foot impatiently, waiting for something to happen. You will wait an awfully long time.

Wrecked, like bowling, is one of those enterprises that seems more interesting to participate in than it is to watch.

If the idea of watching Adrien Brody wiggle and whine his way through a forest sounds thrilling, meet your new favorite film.

Brody is as convincing as the script allows, and he deserves points for powering such a low-budget exercise. But the final product can only be rated partially successful.

"first 30 minutes are as scary as anything I've seen in recent months. Director Greenspan, shooting in British Columbia, does a terrific job of sustaining Brody's restricted point-of-view ...