“Fuck it, I’ll do it myself”. These are the words of Liam Neeson’s character Ottway after calling out to God for help but receiving no answer.

“The Grey” is full of this kind of contemplative dialogue and manly bravado. Director Joe Carnahan, the uber-hyper director behind “Smokin’ Aces,” this time slows things down to give us an intense dramatic thriller. As the loner Ottway (Neeson) and a group of fellow survivors of a plane crash try to outwit the wolves stalking them, there are moments of heartbreaking silence and beauty.

The film begins with Neeson’s Ottway narrating from a letter given to him by the woman who left him and then promptly putting the barrel of a gun in his mouth. He’s clearly in a bad way. Ottway is security, and by security I mean it’s his job to kill wolves, for an Alaskan oil company. After a horrific plane crash Ottway must band together with the other survivors to brave the elements and ultimately wolves.The film sags a bit at the halfway point when some of the less well developed characters dispatched in a “by the numbers” sort of way, but Neeson’s performance holds your attention well enough.

It’s always a mystery to me when a good film like “The Grey” gets dumped in cinema wasteland of January or February. I understand that this struggle for survival tale may be a bit too ponderous for the mega-plex crowd, after all it is marketed as a tense action thriller. The fact is this film shares more in common with “Runaway Train” than “First Blood”. If you’re looking for high action and over the top stunts look elsewhere. “The Grey” is a dark, contemplative, intense action drama that occascionally navigates existential territory. It might not be a film for everyone, but it is a damn good movie.

3.5 out of 5