So Ian McGuire’s novel of 2015, The North Water, is one of the best of that decade. It’s demented and visual, a twisted contrast to such polar adventure tales such as Shackleton’s Endurance. Now it’s a miniseries of five episodes, and I can report it’s actually Pretty Good. Great acting, terrific visuals. The malevolent star of the film is Colin Farrell’s character Henry Drax. Farrell does a great job pulling off this difficult character. He’s awful, but he’s compelling. He’s real. It’s a great revisionist Moby Dick of sorts, twisted for our times.
