DUBAI: It looked so good on paper. A nuclear war-themed thriller with a script from award-winning screenwriter Noah Oppenheim, directed by Oscar-winning filmmaker Kathryn Bigelow, and starring a handful of excellent actors including Rebecca Ferguson, Idris Elba, Jared Harris and Gabriel Basso.
And for the first 20 minutes or so, “A House of Dynamite” delivers. We meet Captain Olivia Walker (Ferguson), the oversight officer for the White House Situation Room, on her way to work, where she’s informed of several significant geopolitical developments involving — separately — China, Iran, and North Korea. Then the US early-warning radar system detects an unidentified intercontinental ballistic missile (i.e. a missile with the capability to carry a nuclear warhead a very long way) already in flight (it missed the launch point, so no one knows who’s responsible for firing it) over the Pacific. At first, it’s assumed to be a routine test by North Korea, so no one really panics. But when the ICBM enters low orbit, and they figure out its likeliest destination will be Chicago, everyone really panics. With less than 20 minutes until impact, there are some horrifying decisions to be made, particularly when the two ground-based interceptors launched to intercept the ICBM fail to do so.
As the countdown to impact heads ever closer, a wave of resignation hits. Those on the video conference call between the Situation Room, the Pentagon, and various armed forces commanders await the decision of the president (Elba) on how to respond to what now seems very likely to be a nuclear attack on the US that will cause tens of millions to die. But with no real knowledge of who’s responsible (both Russia and China deny involvement), can he really decide to launch a nuclear attack of his own to avoid looking weak and inviting further aggression?
We don’t find out because, just before impact, the film jumps back 20 minutes to replay the scene from some different people’s perspectives, including Secretary of Defense Reid Baker (Harris), with snatches of dialogue from previous sections now making more sense as we catch the other ends of the conversations. Twenty minutes later, we do the same again, switching to the perspectives of the president and his entourage. Neat trick. But worth building a movie around?
The story is gripping and terrifying — at least the first time around (it’s hard to get quite as invested once you know what does or doesn’t happen). But because of the limited screen time, none of the excellent cast has a chance to go beyond Acting 101. It all makes for an odd viewing experience; one in which, despite the incredibly high stakes, it feels like there’s no real jeopardy.
In the end, “A House of Dynamite” is — much like America’s missile defense system as portrayed here — an expensive waste of time.


 
                    
 
	 
	
 
		 
		 
             
            
 
             
            
 
	 
	 
	

 
	






