Waves of water and nostalgia wash over the drenched and drippy "The Finest Hours." The disaster drama, directed by Craig Gillespie, is a movie of curious contrasts: an unabashedly old-fashioned and overwhelmingly vanilla tale of awe-shucks-ing, double-dating 1950s seamen, told with the modern 3-D effects of your average end-of-the-world movie.