Director Peter Weir has made some impressive films in his time, but this isn't one of them. Jeff Bridges plays the survivor of an air crash who now has no fear of dying and gets up everyone's noses with his bizarre attitudes on his return to the living. It might be a bit more interesting if Bridges were a ghost but alas it's just a form of PCS (post-crash shock) and, though helpless to help himself, he does aid a fellow survivor (Rosie Perez) to come to terms with the loss of her baby. Such arrant nonsense needs to be a good deal faster of foot to be of interest, and this turns out instead to be a deeply irritating (not to mention slow and boring) film which Weir's mystic, doomy treatment and Bridges' dishevelled mumbling do little to enliven. Perez was mysteriously Oscar-nominated for this, although much of her dialogue is unintelligible. 'I'm going to survive this! ' one character exclaims. Your own resolve may be likewise tested.

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