Chasing Mavericks
Chasing Mavericks is a biopic about a legendary - Jay Moriarty (Jonny Weston). This film is directed by Curtis Hanson. Gerard Butler plays Frosty Hesson, Moriarty's mentor, who taught him the skill to overcome the huge waves in Northern California.
1 June 1984, Santa Barbara, California, USA
17 May 1981, San Francisco, California, USA
30 December 1972, Michigan, USA
November 26, 1990 in Santa Clara County, California, USA
October 29, 1989 in San Jose, California, USA
July 05, 2013
Despite a number of exhilarating surfing sequences, the interesting true story of surf legend Jay Moriarty is transformed into another dull Hollywood biopic.
July 05, 2013
It's a relatively hackneyed drama, unable to turn the real-life story of young surfer Jay Moriarity (Johnny Weston) into a silver screen sizzler.
July 05, 2013
Like waves beating on a shore, the guff just keeps on coming.
July 12, 2013
Moribund.
October 26, 2012
The heart-pounding surfing scenes are epic but the script can barely keep its head above the waves in the dramatized biopic Chasing Mavericks.
November 05, 2013
This gentle father-son(ish) tale about an expert surfer and his teen apprentice is a rare 'family' movie that isn't preachy or insipid.
October 26, 2012
When every frayed plot device you've predicted makes its inevitable appearance, at least you'll have the majestic waves off the California coastline to comfort you.
October 29, 2012
It's a perfect fortune cookie of a movie, full of bland life lessons for everybody; would that there were some drama or style in it somewhere along the way.
July 07, 2013
While the religious undertones are largely drowned out by the endless spumy slo-mo and board porn, there's only one way this current is flowing: towards church.
October 26, 2012
For Hanson and Apted, this is a rather inconsequential effort.
October 26, 2012
Never really [delivers] the sun-in-your-face, salt-in-your-hair, sandy-cocky thrill of surfing or surf culture.
November 01, 2012
Floating atop the explosive breakers, like an overabundance of phytoplankton, is a roiling colony of clichés that stops at nothing to dominate the screenplay.
