Fishing Around: A Quiet, Sometimes Awkward, Look at Friendship

Alright, let's talk about Fishing Around. This isn't a film for the impatient crowd, that's for sure. If you’re looking for big explosions or dramatic twists, you’re in the wrong boat, literally. But if you appreciate a movie that just sits with its characters, letting the silence do a lot of the heavy lifting, then yeah, this might be for you. Those who need constant stimulation might find themselves checking their watch. 😬

The Lure of Quiet

The whole setup is simple: three friends on a fishing trip. Rean Graves, Cole Carroll, and Howard Anderson. They've clearly been doing this for years, maybe decades.

You can feel that history in the way they *don't* look at each other sometimes.

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It's all very quiet. Almost too quiet, like the air itself is holding its breath.

Moments on the Water

There’s this one scene where Cole Carroll’s character, Marcus, just stares at his fishing line for what feels like five full minutes. He doesn’t blink much. You can almost see him trying to remember something, or maybe just trying to forget it.

And the sound design here? Top-notch. The water lapping against the boat, the distant chirping of birds, the occasional plop of a line hitting the surface. It’s all very immersive, though some might call it boring.

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Rean Graves, as Frank, has this nervous habit of adjusting his hat, even when it's perfectly fine. It's a small thing, but it tells you a lot about the guy’s internal state without a single word.

He's carrying something heavy, you just know it.

The Awkward Bits

There are these long pauses between dialogue, like they're all waiting for someone else to break the ice. It feels *real*. Like, sometimes you're with people you know well, and there’s just nothing to say.

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One particular moment, Howard Anderson’s character, Paul, tries to tell a joke, and it just lands flat. 😬 The silence after is excruciatingly long. You can almost feel the movie *trying* to convince you this moment matters, and somehow, it does, because it feels so uncomfortably human.

It’s not always pretty. The camerawork sometimes lingers on a person's back for a bit too long. Like, are we just watching them fish? Yes, we are. For a long time.

The Performances

Rean Graves really anchors the film. He’s got this weary look in his eyes that speaks volumes. You believe his character has seen some stuff, maybe made some mistakes.

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Cole Carroll is more understated, almost a ghost in the boat. His quietness is effective, though sometimes you want him to just *do* something. Anything.

Howard Anderson, as Paul, provides a bit of a counterpoint, trying to keep things light. But even his attempts at humor feel tinged with a deep sadness. It's not a performance that shouts, but one that whispers.

The beauty of Fishing Around isn't in its plot, but in its refusal to rush. It trusts you to sit and feel the quiet.

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Little Details That Stuck

• The way Frank (Rean Graves) carefully baits his hook, almost like a ritual.
• The particular shade of green on the lake water, reflecting the overcast sky. It’s not a vibrant green, more a muted, thoughtful one.
• A fleeting shot of a discarded beer can floating by, momentarily breaking the tranquil mood.
• The sound of Paul (Howard Anderson) clearing his throat, which happens, like, five times in one scene. It becomes a character trait.

This film is not trying to sell you anything grand. It's just showing you a slice of life, a specific kind of male friendship, when the words run out but the presence remains.

It’s a slow, contemplative watch. You might not remember every line of dialogue, but you'll remember the feeling of that boat, adrift, under a big, quiet sky.

Worth watching if you're in the mood for something truly mellow. Don't go in expecting excitement, just… existence.