If Green ultimately takes too much pride in his hipster references (however
nostalgic I got seeing the 2001-esque United Artists logo that used to scare the bejesus out of me as a child, it's self - conscious whims like these that make Undertow sometimes
feel superficially invested), the presence of the
generally indifferent Bell has a neutralizing effect on Green's tendency towards the pedantic, and the director's championing of old - school values — his dislike of ADR, his fondness for found locations — once again inspires lonely but hearty cries of solidarity.