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A cinematographic enterprise claiming to be born out of a mix of science-fiction and contemporaneous reality has a minimal obligation of creative imagination. But that is in short supply here. As an argument, consider how you would act if you suddenly woke up 180 years back in time... in 1838. Would you feel "right at home"? That's doubtful. In The Crossing, not one of the survivors is surprised, or even in awe, with what must decidedly be a strange world (and remember that they are supposedly coming straight from hell). For example, they get into a 2018 car, no questions asked, as if you and me were climbing aboard a New York taxi today. Do you think that agents from Homeland Security, version 2018, would patiently sit down with people claiming to have been born 150 years in the future, without requesting the immediate help of numerous teams of psychologists? Nah. In The Crossing, they just take notes... and are surprised about how "consistent" the stories are. The Crossing is to science-fiction what "made for TV" is to cinema.