I did see Castaway Wednesday night. I have always liked survival stories, and thought the 2nd act of the film was fantastic. One thing I really liked was that there was no score, which really served to dramatize the isolation of the island. But Zemeckis eventually lost his nerve, and brings in a swelling, emotional music score in the latter third of the film. It is at that point that the film falls from greatness. It isn't Hunt, or that the movie doesn't know how to end, so much as it is the style shift between a spare, pseudo-documentary in the first two thirds of the film, and the obsequious attempt to wring tears from the audience with a Titanic-style love story between Hanks and the volleyball, and a "Way we Were"-style love story between Hanks and Hunt.
The very end of the film, however, *did* fit in with the first two-thirds, and I liked it.
