Directing: B
Acting: B
Writing: B
Cinematography: B
Editing: B

It’s been said that Brendan Fraser is miscast as General Dwight D. Eisenhower in Pressure, a movie about how much the weather forecast went into play with the timing of D-Day, the 1994 invasion of Nomandy, France, which laid the foundation for victory over the Nazis. Look up photos of Eisnehower, and he looks a bit old and just this side of frail, almost too thin for his uniform. Ironically, Eisenhower was 53 years old on June 6, 1944 (spoiler alert! D-Day didn’t happen on June 5 as originally scheduled), and yet Fraser cuts a far more imposing figure at age 57, and a heigh of 6’3” as opposed to Eisenhower’s 5’10”. And to all this, I say: so what? If you’re bitching about how little Brendan Fraser actually resembles Eisenhower then you don’t understand how movies work. Just shave the man’s head and you’re good to go.

It’s the story that matters anyway, and how many people going to see Pressure are going to be hung up on what the real people the actors are playing actually looked like? Andrew Scott plays James Stagg, the Scottish meteorologist who made the critical weather forecast, and he’s far better looking than the real Stagg was. You don’t see me complaining!

Indeed, I have no complaints at all about Pressure, really, which is as down-the-middle an entertainment as you can get. There’s nothing in it particularly worth raving about, either; it just works. Your dad will like it. Your grandpa will like it. I liked it! If the two women in the aisle behind me are any indication, old ladies will like it. Possibly they loved it: they actually applauded when the movie ended, and this was in a theater with maybe fifteen people in the audience.

I suppose you could say they’re running out of the seemingly endless stories that have been told about World War II over the past eighty years—now they’re talking about the weather? Well, as we were informed in ending title cards, when Eisenhower was asked what gave us the edge on D-Day, he replied that was had better meteorologists than the Germans. Why not tell that story?

To be fair, the script, by David Haig and Anthony Maras and based on a stage play of the same name by David Haig, is pretty standard and by-the-numbers. I do find myself wondering how the play could possibly have been as fun to look at as the film with all its shots of stormy weather. Anyway, Stagg is the “genius” meteorologist recommended by Winston Churchill; Chris Messina steps in as Irving Krick, the antagonist American meteorologist who ignorantly insists that historical “analog” weather patterns are enough to be convincing forecasts. He’s very obstinate about this, because he has such a long track record of being right; he’s told more than once that the regions in which this worked so well for him have no relevance to the unpredictable weather patterns of Northern Europe. But does he listen? Of course not! We have a dramatic story to unfold here!

And that’s fine, I was into it. You go into this kind of movie knowing what to expect, and it delivers exactly that. It’s got a cast exclusively of men except for the one woman played solidly by Kerry Condon as Eisenhower’s secretary, and Tamsin Topolski as Stagg’s pregnant wife, who serves no purpose except to flesh out Stagg himself as a character. Otherwise this is entirely a men’s story, and that’s also fine given what the story and setting are. If “dad-core” were a genre, Pressure would be a prime example. There’s no need for you to see it in theaters, really, but you could do worse than to look for it eventually on one of your streamers. Watch it with your parents, you’ll all have a fine time.

*Brendan Fraser is so dedicated, that’s his real scalp!*

Overall: B