The Mercy stands as a darker, sadder version of those many stories about bumbling British underdogs trying to beat the odds through their sheer good nature and force of character
directed with even-keeled intelligence by James Marsh, and buoyed by a performance of customary reserve and resolve from Colin Firth, "The Mercy" tells its story --once headline material, now poignantly little-remembered
Colin Firth's best performance in years; Through all the film's bumps and scrapes, Firth does invest a lot of commendable energy in helping us grasp Crowhurst's besieged state of mind
a truly compelling character study of this one man; The Mercy is a beautifully crafted and moving account of this one's quite troublesome sense of delusion, and Marsh has structured his tale wonderfully