Six Days Seven Nights (1998)

I was stuck at home working on a mad tedious freelance project and trying to find something to watch while I worked that wouldn't take too much brain power. Six Days Seven Nights proved exactly that kind of movie. High-profile magazine photographer Robin (Anne Heche) is on vacation with her boyfriend (soon to be fiance) Frank (David Schwimmer) on a tropical island (I forget which one, sorry). Her editor Marjorie (Allison Janney) sends her to an important photo shoot on a neighboring island, but the only way to get there is with the grouchy and rude pilot Quinn (Harrison Ford) on his private and tiny plane. They crash on a deserted island due to a severe storm, and must learn to see past their wildly divergent world views and personalities if they're going to work together to survive. Frank and Quinn's sexy friend (girlfriend, sort of?) Angelica (Jacqueline Obradors) invest in a search party but their hopes are low, while Robin and Quinn salvage what they can from the plane and try to avoid being killed by animals and pirates. Any minute now they'll start making out while Frank lusts after Angelica.

I'm sure this movie was made mainly to showcase Anne Heche being constantly dirty and wet while placed in some very picturesque scenes. Her character was pretty annoying though. Harrison Ford is his snarky and lovable self, while looking quite good for his age. It's nothing new or particularly creative, but it's a decent example of the "Will two people trapped together in a weird situation fall in love?" question. It was very pretty and didn't drag, and it didn't try to be overly dramatic. Overall, a good enough but passable romance/adventure tale that mostly made me think about how good Harrison Ford would have been in Romancing the Stone.

2.5/5