Extortion Movie Review

It’s the worst-case scenario. You’re on holiday and you become stranded on a deserted island. Just when you’re desperate a rescuer comes. But then the person you think will save you ends up holding your family for ransom. This is what happens in Extortion.

Extortion Movie Review

Extortion Movie Review

What would you do?

How much is your family’s life worth?

This is the question asked of Kevin Riley (Eion Bailey) when he’s at his most desperate—or so he thinks. After two days of being stranded he’s dehydrated, exhausted, and starving. And to make matters worse, his wife and son are barely conscious. As his rescuer demands a reward for saving them, the situation escalates and Riley discovers how desperate things can become.

It’s a race against time to save his family in a foreign place with no one on his side. As I watched the situation go from bad to worse (and a solution unfold by the end) I reflected on how easy a picturesque vacation can take a bad turn. There is much we take for granted when travelling. Should we allow fear to hold us back? Of course not, but it’s a good reminder to take precautions and make wise decisions.

Extortion is an emotional, nail-biting 109 minutes. It is well acted, well produced, and I even believed the story line and the reasons behind Riley’s actions. As I reflect on the movie it’s difficult to say I enjoyed it because it was so intense, but it does make me wonder what I would do in the same situation. Would I put everything on the line to save my family? What wouldn’t I do?

Extortion is available on VOD/Digital/DVD across all platforms through Lionsgate.


Extortion Synopsis

An American family vacationing in the Caribbean find themselves stranded on a deserted island without food or water. They are discovered by a cold-blooded fisherman who demands a ransom for their lives. A gruesome turn of events leaves the father in a terrifying high seas race to save his wife and son, and punish those behind the cruel extortion plot.

Lionsgate’s “Extortion,” a new action-thriller in the vein of “Taken” and “Captain Phillips,” stars Oscar Nominee Barkhad Abdi (“Captain Phillips,” upcoming “Blade Runner 2”), Eion Bailey (“Ray Donovan”, “Once Upon a Time”), Danny Glover (“Lethal Weapon series, 2012”), Joy Lenz (“One Tree Hill”, “Agents of Shield”), and Tim Griffin (“Central Intelligence,” “American Sniper”).
It’s the worst-case scenario. You’re on holiday and you become stranded on a deserted island. Just when you’re desperate a rescuer comes. But then the person you think will save you ends up holding your family for ransom. This is what happens in Extortion.  What would you do?

How to Give the Perfect Gift

Does gift-giving stress you out? I’ve figured out how to give the perfect gift. No kidding. OK, a bit of kidding. But it might help.

How to Give the Perfect Gift

Obviously giving the perfect gifts stresses me out. I want to give the BEST Christmas gifts. I want to win Christmas. It’s so much pressure. Actually, giving gifts in general stresses me out.

Please don’t misunderstand: I love giving gifts. And giving the perfect gift is, like, the biggest high in the world. However, when push comes to shove and I can’t give the perfect gift I turn into more of an impulsive, “Here, I like you and this suits you,” or “Hey, I saw you need this or that so I made/have this for you.”

Somewhat less satisfying.

Suffice to say, when the pressure’s on, I crack. I’ve been over-thinking this entire month and honestly don’t know how to give the perfect gift to everyone on my Christmas list.

Usually, I think and think and stress and hunt and don’t find what I don’t know I’m looking for. So I last-minute-shop and then buy the last thing on the shelf, which completely sucks.

This year, in anticipation of my habits and trends, I’ve had several shopping days, and I’ve written and rewritten lists. I figured that was a good way to get ahead. However, I’m still three gifts short and it’s definitely crunch time.

Can you relate?

In the spirit of panic, I Googled it.

How to Give the Perfect Gift

  1. Think about the person you’re giving to

    This means steer clear of the boot cologne! Also soap-on-a-rope is out (unless it’s for my brothers).

  2. Inside jokes

    Remember that time that thing happened and soap-on-a-rope and no one else knows about it but us? Here’s a memento

  3. Incorporate photos into your gift

    Everyone likes to see him/herself in a photo…how about a photo collage on a mug? On a mouse pad? A calendar perhaps? Oooh! How about a photo on soap-on-a-rope?

  4. Hobbies and passions

    There’s no better way to say “I love you” than to support an obsession!

  5. Engrave something

    Just for that little something extra. Also cuts out re-gifting pretty much 100 per cent (which is too bad because I LOOOOOVE regifting).

It was about here I stopped Googling because there is nothing new on the Internet and I still don’t have three gifts. Looks like I have three more shopping days until I’m forced to grab the last item on the shelf in the nick of time and pray it’s at least useful, if not perfect.

Maybe I’ll do better next year.

Does gift-giving stress you out? I've figured out how to give the perfect gift. No kidding. OK, a bit of kidding. But it might help. I love giving gifts. And giving the perfect gift is, like, the biggest high in the world. Unfortunately, when push comes to shove and I'm in panic-last-minute-gift mode, I crack.

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Warm Beach in December

Warm Beach in December

After some enthusiastic recommendations, I made a point to head south of the border to check out The Lights of Christmas at Warm Beach.

Last winter, they went on a bit of a camping trip at said beach but this year I only went for the evening. Planning a last-minute adventure (without my emergency packing list I should add) by quickly looking up directions and scant information online, I decided this would be a bit of an odd-ball and fun way to spend my Saturday night.

And it was. However, I also assumed it was no big deal. I mean, who names a place Warm Beach and then opens up a million-Christmas-lights-big display in December?

What I learned (and quickly at that), is Warm Beach is a big deal, and is also basically supported/advertised on every radio station in the Pacific Northwest.

Two hours of driving straight south in five o’clock traffic led me off of the I-5 and into farm land. Not to be confused with FarmVille. I don’t play that.

The landscape was completely confusing, but I had my dad’s trusty GPS so I Did Not Panic.

After some twists and turns on very dark and narrow roads, the county Sheriff appeared. True story.

He was directing traffic.

It was a bit strange because there weren’t many signs leading to the lights, and no hint of lights either. It was easy to believe I was lost but…GPS. So I Did Not Panic. Ish.

The flashing lights of the police cruiser appeared suddenly, so my cruising speed of 35 mph came to an abrupt 10 as I queued to turn into the camp. From there, things got crazy.

There were parking attendants running all around, instructing vehicles where to park down to the very stall. My car was assigned a personal attendant, who ran in front of me for at least five minutes passing maybe 100 empty parking stalls.

Looking back, he may not have been wanting me to chase him in my car. Perhaps he was attempting to run for his life.

Regardless, the roadway eventually ended and I was left with front row parking at Entrance 1.

Since the camp didn’t open until dark, and it was only 5:30 p.m., the crowds weren’t droves. Yet. By 7 p.m., things got crazy.

However, before the crazy, I had amazingly awesome hot chocolate, real true-blue kettle corn, and even learned where Victorian carolers buy their hats. It was quite an evening.

Once the crowds (and their children) came, things like personal space and indoor seating became a thing of the past. Which was OK, since there were 1,000,000 outdoor lights arranged in fanciful patterns to browse whilst waiting for the couches to become vacant.

There was everything from the traditional Nativity to a talking Christmas tree to the Canadian version of Christmas (hint: it has a lot to do with bears, lumberjacks, and lollipops). All displayed in overwhelming numbers of lights, healthy doses of glitter and the odd mechanical statue.

Anyway, what I thought would be an hour-long browse at pretty lights turned into a four hour endeavour. And that doesn’t count driving time or borders. The beach really held my interest for that long.

In the end I wish I had told more people about my idea so everyone could have the chance to enjoy the display. Probably that’s my only regret except I also wish I wore long johns.

Despite it being -56 C in Alberta, I think -7 is still really cold. Call me what you will, it still took me two days to warm up after Warm Beach.

Now, isn’t that ironic.

I went to The Lights of Christmas at Warm Beach and it was BUSY. Once the crowds came, things like personal space and indoor seating became a thing of the past. Which was OK, since there were 1,000,000 outdoor lights arranged in fanciful patterns to browse whilst waiting for the couches to become vacant.

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International Talk Like a Pirate Day

Guys, today is International Talk Like a Pirate Day! Yeah!

international talk like a pirate day header

There was this one time I thought it would be a good idea to switch my Facebook language to “Pirate” instead of English.

  • Instead of Relationship Status, it’s State o’ Affairs
  • Instead of Favorite Quotation, it’s Prefer’d piratey mottos
  • Instead of Info, it says Cap’n’s Log
  • Instead of Five minutes ago, it says Five shots o’ rum ago
  • Instead of Settings, it says Adjust ye riggin’s
  • Instead of Events, it’s Grog fests sighted from the Crow’s Nest
  • Instead of Inbox, it’s Bottle o’ Messages

It’s pretty easy to get Pirate English instead of US English, you just need to add “Translations,” to your Applications, then choose: English (Pirate).

The real problem happens after the initial fun is over and you realize you don’t understand Pirate at all. In fact you’re unsure how to change it back to US English.

In honour of International Talk Like a Pirate Day (ITLAPD), I decided to repost my best pirate attempt. I just don’t think I can top it yet. One day.

Yaaaar


14 January 2006
A pirate’s blog for me

Arrr matey! What you are witnessing is my secret training for the pirate profession. I am practicing for when I have an eye patch covering me eye and can no longer see out of it. I am also wielding my sword with my right hand, even though I am secretly left handed—you see? The Princess Bride really can teach the average scabbard a thing or two!

It was a good thing I got this training too, because on Wednesday my pirate skills were tested. I went into the hospital for a CT scan (because I’m having surgery on my wrist again) and the tech, remembering me from a previous encounter at the hospital said (something like), “Arrr, you ready to walk the plank?”

The phrase sent me into a flashback. It was a dark and stormy night. It was raining so hard that my face hurt and my suede jacket was ruined. The docks were slippery. We were on our way back from pillaging and making our refuge on the ship. But there was someone blocking our path—or some THING. Whatever it was, it was huge. We dubbed it a sea monster but later settled on sea cat. In the daylight one might believe it to be a seal, but we pirates knew the difference. We held our swords up, mine was shaking slightly, ready to fight our way onto the ship. The sea thing had obviously heard of our valour and quickly made its retreat. We quietly made our way to the ship.

Well, needless to say, that was a scary moment. But all of that had, if nothing else, taught me something about pirating. Keeping my wits about me I slowly looked around the room (with both eyes). There indeed was a plank before me, but it was not high, and thankfully, there was no shark-infested water anywhere to be seen. With this knowledge I confidently climbed up onto the plank where I was given a comfy pillow and told to hold my sword (oh alright, my arm) up above my head.

The tech was obviously impressed with my bravery and in less than 10 minutes I was released to return to my ship.

And now I tell the tale to you, my pirate friends. Take thy training seriously, for ye know not whence he shall come across a worthy adversary. Take warning!

Guys, today is International Talk Like a Pirate Day! Yeah! There was this one time I thought it would be a good idea to switch my Facebook language to "Pirate" instead of English. It's pretty easy to get, you just need to add "Translations," to your Applications, then choose: English (Pirate).

Happy International Talk Like a Pirate Day!

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HAPPY PI DAY!

Happy Pi Day! Yes it’s that time of year again!

Pi Day Explained

I explained all about Pi Day last year, so you can just read that if you’re confused.

If you don’t know me I will explain I don’t really do holidays. They bug me and I don’t like them.

However, my trend deviates at International Pi day. And not just because I like eating pie. Mostly I just think it’s funny.

Probably it’s not funny. I realize this.

Perhaps it’s because I don’t get math at all and I think I’m just making fun of all the math geeks. But really they’re all just making fun of me by getting me to celebrate a fake holiday.

Happy Pi Day aka Fake holiday creation

“HEY, math geeks,” (typed over some advanced IM program), “Wouldn’t it be funny to create a fake holiday and tell all those non-math-inclined yoo-hoo’s out there it’s cool to celebrate?”

“Ha ha yeah that would be funny. And we’ll make some math equations about how many actually understand it’s about a number and not at all about food.”

“Want to make bets?”

“Only if I calculate my odds first.”

Today is Pi Day! And yes, this is a Pi Day explained post. There is an official website. It's not really cool but there is a competition to win a Pi T-shirt, an opportunity to send out Pi Day e-cards, and an active discussion board with three ongoing topics.

Happy Pi Day!