The race is on and by that point, when Marks doesn’t know whom to trust and can’t quite rule anyone out as a suspect, “Non-Stop” had managed to thoroughly involve me in the story.
Then came the final act.
As I mentioned above, no one approaches a film like this expecting a deeply-moving art-house experience or an Academy Award nominee. Still, it’s by no means unreasonable to expect ANY film to maintain a certain degree of coherence, plausibility and conformity to its own rules.
“Non-Stop’s” final act offers none of that and instead sees the story take a nosedive in logic that’s as pronounced and jolting as a jumbo-jet taking a tailspin into the Atlantic Ocean.
Who is the mysterious texter? How has he/she managed to set all this up and execute his/her plan so effectively? Who can Marks trust? Who will be next on the kill list?
The answers to “Non-Stop’s” mysteries are utterly implausible, thoroughly without logic or believability. In fact, if this resolution is the best screenwriters John W. Richardson, Christopher Roach and Ryan Engle could deliver, I would’ve been better off leaving before the final act – and so would you.
Or better yet, skip “Non-Stop’s” theatrical run and wait for its inevitable crash-landing onto video, Netflix and cable TV.
Runtime: 106 minutes
Rated PG-13 for violence and language
Rating System Explained: Rabies = 0; Yip = *; Bark = **; Howl = ***; Lone-wolf howl = ****; Leader of the pack = *****
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