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Ocean-going action thriller Into The Blue asks a vital cinematic question: can a film survive on the combined merits of Paul Walker's washboard stomach and Jessica Alba in a bikini? The answer is, almost. It probably depends on your mood. And sexual orientation. But appreciation of beauty (or being lecherous) can only take you so far, before the trite story - about treasure hunters in the Bahamas - wears away your interest. It's best saved for DVD.

It seems likely Alba is a better actress than her high profile parts in this, Fantastic Four and Sin City will allow, although she does what she can with her role, which mainly involves looking fetching or cross. She's miffed because boyfriend Walker - with a performance as marble as his physique - is being dragged by dumb ol' buddy Scott Caan into stealing drugs they've discovered in a sunken plane. Clearly, this is not A Good Idea.

"MONOTONY SETS IN"

The early scenes possess the passing pleasure of watching good-looking people cavort around a wonderful location, and while Caan will irritate some, he nails his character's lunkhead charm. Monotony sets in with the land-locked attempts at, like, drama, with Walker all frowns and woah-dude angst over a moral dilemma - girlfriend or millions? - which the film bales out on any way.

Things improve when they return underwater, simply because there are sharks (and sharks rule). But only seek this at cinemas if you thought 2 Fast 2 Furious was absolutely brilliant. Otherwise, save it for a six-pack and pizza night with the lads - when there's no footy on TV.