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A drama story follows a former officer called Johnson who was a top cop in Philadelphia but a mysterious troubles happened to him, the thing which makes him assigned to somewhere in Atlantic City where he meets again his strange daughter and his ex-wife.
Apparently moviemaking keeps getting easier while writing keeps getting harder - "Wetlands" being yet another example of a film whose surface technical polish can only do so much to gloss over the coarse, clumsy screenplay that flummoxes its cast.
"Wetlands" attempts to turn Atlantic City in December into a noir nexus of drug-dealing surfers, struggling moms and broken cops, but instead merely claims a handful of good actors as unfortunate victims.
As the haunted Babs, Mr. Akinnuoye-Agbaje has an imposing physicality and understated nobility, while Ms. Graham fleshes out the resolute if underwritten Savannah.
As much as negativity is the fuel for the status of these people being stuck in their misery, Babs represents a hope and change, a light at the end of this dark tunnel.
Other than the novelty of being the only example of a gritty crime drama featuring a key male character named Babs, there is absolutely nothing interesting or memorable to be found in Wetlands.