127 Hours

A true story helmed by Danny Boyle, director of last year’s Best Picture, Slumdog Millionaire, about mountain climber Aron Ralston’s (James Franco) remarkable adventure to save himself after a fallen boulder crashes on his arm and traps him in an isolated canyon in Utah.

Over the next five days Ralston examines his life and survives the elements to finally discover he has the courage and the wherewithal to extricate himself by any means necessary, scale a 65 foot wall and hike over eight miles before he is finally rescued. Throughout his journey, Ralston recalls friends, lovers (Clemence Poesy), family, and the two hikers (Amber Tamblyn and Kate Mara) he met before his accident.

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Rating: 4 Flicks Review:

We all know the drill – man meets boulder, arm meets knife, the end – so how to do Aron Ralston’s staggering real-life survival story justice on film? The dignified option, as seen in Buried, is to trust in the power of a well-told tale. The alternative, as seen here, is to throw every imaginable trick, tick and gimmick at the screen and see what sticks. It’s the stylistic equivalent of cutting your arm off with a blunt knife – effective, but not necessarily the best way to go about it.

The film begins irritatingly, with sped-up, triple split-screen footage of football crowds, the stock exchange, cruising cars. Ostensibly this is to match Ralston’s Energiser Bunny character (is it wrong to think, on balance, he’s a bit of a dick?), but it never relents – even post-boulder – as if Boyle were terrified of boring us. One (admittedly beautiful) helicopter shot, stranding Franco in the endless Utah wilderness, threatens to track back into outer space, like Phone Booth. Why is a film about being completely stuck so afraid of standing still?

Once the full horror of the situation is apparent, Boyle’s virtuosity begins to hit the mark, as bold music cues, manipulative childhood memories and Scooby-Doo dream freakouts groom us for the big moment. The director has a brilliant sense of sensuousness – hands smoothing ancient rocks, insects clicking on skin – and, whether interrogating himself straight to camera or considering a desperate wank, Franco is fantastic. “So I found this great tourniquet,” he says, chillingly, before ushering in a climax so staggering you’ll forget how irritated you were to begin with.

By Matt Glasby, Flicks.co.nz

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Release date: February 10th 2011.

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