Atrocious. An insult to the victims, their families and the audience.

Rating: 1/10 (27 February 2016)

'Splash!!!' 'Lucas!' 'Thomas!' 'Daniel!' 'Simon!' 'Dad!' 'Mum!' 'Here's your tickets home!' The End.
A kind, generous, hardworking man I am proud to have called a friend - whom Britain subsequently deported back to Sri Lanka - lost 11 of his family in the tsunami of which this film is loosely the very cursory story. Also, a colleague and his wife who were on holiday there lost their infant daughter (and nearly each other) in the same disaster. This film is an insult to those who died, their surviving families and the unlucky people who might (mistakenly) watch it.
A white, middle-class couple and their three children suffer a temporary separation, only to be reunited by chance just in time for the closing credits - yes, that's all the story there is - while thousands of lesser beings around them experience actual pain and sorrow. But we don't want to look at that, do we? We want to be reminded how useful holiday insurance is.
The sole element of suspense in this patronizing, mawkish, exploitative, dated heap of claptrap is whether the mother will lose her leg. She doesn't. All concerned - hang your heads in shame.