There’s a certain kind of movie called High Concept, born in the 80’s with a parking ticket-sized plot, more visual style than substance and choose-your-stereotype characters. Nowhere is the concept higher than Ghost Ship, where the title gives the whole movie away.

What was bad boy anti-establishment director Oliver Stone — famous for trouble making, conspiracy theories and stepping on Hollywood toes — doing behind the megaphone of a holiday season blockbuster?

What would you do if you were an 18-year-old American finishing high school and a film crew offered you a free holiday to the Mexican resort town Cancun for your spring break (the American equivalent of schoolies week at Rotto or the Gold Coast).