The film’s climax, a series of movie-ish narrow escapes, had me leaning forward saying, “Go. Go. Go. Go. Go-go-go-go.” I was annoyed, though, to learn that after all the movie’s assurances of realism, from the prologue to photos over the credits showing the actors side by side with photos of their real-life counterparts, those terrifying close calls are all invented. If it seems too Hollywood to be true, that’s because it is.