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The movie tells the true story of mountain climber Aron Ralston’s remarkable adventure to save himself after a falling 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, abseil a 65 foot rock face and hike over eight miles before he is finally rescued. (Pathé Distribution UK)
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It can be argued that 127 Hours has no great overlap, and that it is simply a post-modern stylized testimony of courage and desire to survive. It can also be argued that subliminal stressing of fate and miraculous hunch smacks of melodramatic cheesiness. A lot can be argued about, but what really counts is the experience. Pain, despair, fear, and above them a triumphant animal desire to escape and live, no matter what it takes. And 127 Hours has plenty of raw experiences to give. That's why this is an exceptional film and one of the most intense experiences of pain I've ever experienced in a movie theatre (Gibson and his biblical exploitation should study how it's done "for real").
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Yeah, Boyle and Franco probably did the best they could under the circumstances, but the fears I had before the screening turned out to be true: the premise is good for an autobiography, but not for a feature film. To allow the camera to leave that unfortunate wedged guy at least for a while, the script includes flashbacks and hallucinations that are pretty annoying and pathetic, though I understand the dramatic reasons behind them. But, considering the possibilities the creators had, the film is very brisk and energetic and Boyle again shows his strength: the blend of music and images. The ending (when the “action” is behind) managed to arouse some emotions. However, I still have mixed feelings about 127 Hours and I would love it if next time Danny chose more story-rich material. 7/10
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After some time, I’m increasing my rating to a “subjective” five stars, because it’s exactly my cup of tea.
Danny Boyle once again proves his originality and ability to engagingly tell any story through audiovisual
orgies. In an intimate drama with a single character, he doesn’t shy away from strong camera filters, fastforward
scenes, split screens or jumping from one flashback to another. These tricks might seem out of
place and irritating in a different film of this genre, but they make 127 Hours a fast-paced, riveting story
that is never boring while also never straying from the sharp focus on the psychological state of the main
character. It is an excellent, almost extraordinary film that made me cry with happiness at the end.
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A desire for adventure, a desire for solitude, a desire to live. Danny Boyle takes a relatively trivial story to a highly personal level, where no hallucination is purposeless and no flashback empty. With the breathtaking James Franco and a visual composition that never rests, 127 Hours turns into a magnificent spiritual cleansing and also the most intimate story. It is simply a difficult task that was achieved with flying colors and made me, despite the implied warning, desire to rush headlong somewhere, making it perhaps the biggest surprise of the season.
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This is Touching the Void in a more cinematic, but less emotional package. Boyle cuts back on the poignant sequences and instead serves up a minimalist tale of one self-centered fop for whom a smaller rock was waiting to show him that ego isn't everything. The cinematography, music, editing, and especially the acting are incredibly captivating for the entire ninety minutes, even if all of this can be summed up in a single sentence. Maybe this is how you recognize good filmmaking, and maybe this is what works better than all the sad sights from the slums. But then again, it doesn't collect gold-plated statuettes.
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