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Movie review: The Eagle doesn’t soar
Feb 10th
The Eagle
Starring: Channing Tatum, Jamie Bell, Donald Sutherland
Directed by: Kevin Macdonald
Parental guide: violence
Running time:114 minutes
Rating: Two stars out of five
Come with us now to the thrilling days of yesteryear — 140 AD, which is major-league yester — when hunky Roman legionnaires on hardship duty in Britain put on their leather skirts and open-toed sandals to slog through the mire and fight “the painted warriors of the Seal People,” untamed aboriginals who looked like a lost Celtic tribe of Inuit Mohicans.
As portrayed in the mini-epic The Eagle, it was a war between honour and barbarism, a throwback to the old cowboy and Indian movies, allowing for the fact that the John Wayne character is named Marcus Aquila and he looks about as Roman as Channing Tatum. Hold it. That is Channing Tatum, erstwhile G.I. Joe, and speaking with a similar accent (a nod to modern American Imperialism, the filmmakers say: The film celebrates the heroism of war and warns against the idea at the same time.)
Based on the Rosemary Sutcliff novel The Eagle of the Ninth, The Eagle tells how young Marcus sets out to redeem the memory of his father Flavius, who, 20 years earlier, led the Ninth Legion into the wild north of Britain and was never heard from again. The loss prompted Emperor Hadrian to build a wall across the island and give up on whatever lay beyond it, but Marcus has made it his goal to find the lost eagle — golden symbol of the legion — and return it to Rome. “Eagle lost, honour lost; honour lost, all lost,” someone says.
That simple notion informs the film, which nonetheless never seems truly informed. Marcus arrives as the new commander of a distant Roman stronghold, but his cropped hair, strong teeth, and gym-fit body make him look more like the new personal trainer at an especially unkempt health club. Moreover, the Britain of The Eagle — with Hungary standing in for England but Scotland proudly playing itself — is a swampy Ruritania that looks like something out of Monty Python and the Holy Grail. You keep waiting for mud farmers to yell, “’Elp, ’elp, I’m bein’ repressed!”
Instead, it’s the local Druids who scream imprecations like, “You have defiled our daughters! I curse you!” Marcus is a fierce warrior until he is wounded and must be nursed back to health by his Uncle Aquila (Donald Sutherland in a toga, his toothy smile making it clear he’s having a much better time than you are). He then decides to head over the wall and retrieve the eagle for the glory of Rome. “I will not sit in some villa for the rest of my days,” Marcus says in a tearful scene that reveals the tough warrior has a heart of pure chicken fat, ordered a la carte from the studio canteen.
Every Lone Ranger needs a Tonto, and Marcus gets Esca (Jamie Bell, all grown up since Billy Elliot, but still alluringly lopsided), the son of a slain British warrior. Esca has become a slave, but he’s as unconquerable as Spartacus, and he speaks the local lingo, which sounds like Celtic with a Druid accent.
Their journey — photographed with picturesque grit by Anthony Dod Mantle — takes them into the land of the “rogue warriors” to find the eagle and redeem the father. They also learn lessons about guerrilla warfare (you’ve got to know the territory) and meet forlorn natives who say things like, “In the great wood beyond the snowy mountains is someone who can tell you what you want to know.”
There are also a few battles to be fought, all of them subject to a 2nd-century version of the frantic editing that would make Hollywood fight scenes so incomprehensible 1,900 years later. Throughout, we’re prompted to sympathize with the civilizing forces at the expense of the natives whose land is being occupied and customs challenged, although, to be fair, the Seal People don’t have much going for them once you get past the ash-based skin-care products.
Directed by Kevin Macdonald (The Last King of Scotland), The Eagle is an old-fashioned adventure of boy’s-own heroism, with little violence and no sex. And like some ancient serial, the final scene hints that we might be set up for a sequel. The Eagle of the Tenth? Run away!
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Movie review: ‘Justin Bieber: Never Say Never’
Feb 10th
“Justin Bieber: Never Say Never” is part concert film, part brand consolidation, something designed to function as both an introduction for the uninitiated to this pop music singing-and-dancing sensation and a keepsake totem for his ravenous, heavy-spending fans.
This division of intent never quite coheres, as the momentum of the concert sequences is broken up by lots of back story on his unlikely meteoric rise, and the concert audio is mixed so that the shrieking of Bieber’s audience often overwhelms the music.
Though there is something teasingly contemporary about Bieber and his omni-bangs — YouTube and Twitter play a big role in his origin story — there is also an undercurrent of plucky old-fashioned showbiz in the way his career is being handled, measured in record sales and concert tickets.
For all the new-media trappings, Bieber’s success was initially pushed forward by what his manager, Scooter Braun, refers to as the “hand-to-hand combat” of winning over one radio station at a time.
Strictly as a piece of filmmaking, “Never Say Never” is a bit of a mess. Director Jon M. Chu creates an early structuring device of counting down the days to Bieber’s sold-out concert at Madison Square Garden, but then often lets that drive drop, in particular during a long biographical middle section.
Additionally, the main concert footage used throughout the film is from that show at the Garden, so building up to something at the same time it’s being shown really drains the drama from the moment.
Bieber is a mix of intuitive performer and apparent quick study. As a dancer, his style is endearingly awkward, as if the 16-year-old still has not quite figured out how his body works. When he reaches out to touch Miley Cyrus during an onstage duet — eliciting squeals of delight from the crowd — it is a move of practiced stagecraft, not an expression of emotion.
Yet beneath his polish there is still something unpracticed and a bit goofy to Bieber and his ever-present team of handlers. When a random girl is plucked night after night from the audience for him to serenade onstage, he hands her a big bouquet of roses; as he sings a solo acoustic number, he hangs over the crowd seated in a giant heart. Bieber seems to sit at some rare intersection of the newfangled and the traditional, where camera phones coexist sweetly with swooning romance.
In the film’s most disarming moment, Bieber stops in front of a young girl playing the violin on the street in his hometown. She asks if he’s Justin Bieber and he tells her he used to play guitar in that very same spot. The look of affection, surprise and swelling pride on her face shows his odd ability to make his Follow Your Dream narrative transcend its greeting-card corniness into something almost believable. Or perhaps that should be Beliebable.
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Movie Review: The Roommate
Feb 10th
Beginning college is a difficult period, with factors like leaving home, choosing classes and meeting new people causing an immense amount of stress.
“The Roommate” is here to add one more concern to the equation: room with a random pick and you might as well be signing your own death warrant.
Sara Matthews (Minka Kelly) is a newly arrived freshman at the University of Los Angeles and is dealing with all the usual college movie trappings of making hot new friends and attending impossibly wild parties.
Sara begins to suspect something might be amiss with her crazy-eyed assigned roommate Rebecca (Leighton Meester) when she begins to break out in overprotective rages and tattoos the name of Sara’s dead sister on her chest.
The latter highlights the film’s inability to present characters as more than vague and stereotypical sketches. Rebecca is your stock movie psycho, and while she and Sara are theoretically briefly best friends, their relationship comes off as too absurdly awkward to seem plausible.
Secondary characters fare no better. Sara’s beau Stephen (Cam Gigandet) is an incredibly smug frat boy who is unable to wipe the ever-present shit-eating grin off his face, even during a potentially deadly fracas.
Generic party girl Tracy is just as one-dimensional, flashing partygoers in contrast to Sara’s more demure demeanor.
No one expects high art out of a thriller like this, and all of these shortcomings might have been forgiven if the film chose to add plenty of camp and over-the-top bloodshed.
But instead the movie seems dedicated to absolute boredom, with bloodless violence, uninspired dialogue and a lackluster climax. To its credit, it may be the first film to somehow make random lesbian makeouts seem tedious.
“The Roommate” could’ve easily been good lowbrow entertainment, but it takes itself too seriously. Unlike Sara, the audience can’t change rooms, but they’ll probably want to leave the theater.
From www.dailytarheel.com
Movie Review: The Roommate
Feb 8th
The Roommate, the newest of the suspense/thriller films came to theaters Friday, Feb. 4. It stars Leighton Meester (Gossip Girl), and Minka Kelly (Friday Night Lights), along with roles from Cam Gigandet of Twilight, and Billy Zane of Titanic. The movie fell slightly short of expectations, as the plot dragged on and the action came late. Meester played a convincing role as Rebecca, the obsessed roommate who wants nothing more than the friendship of her roommate, Sarah (Kelly).
From the first moment Rebecca is on screen, it becomes clear there is something off about her. Still, Sarah befriends her and they become close. As the plot progresses, Rebecca begins to show her true colors. She starts becoming possessive of Sarah and overbearing toward others. She begins to show signs of jealousy toward Sarah’s other friends at school, her ex-boyfriend, her current boyfriend and a professor. The jealousy Rebecca shows is closely followed by stalking, threats and sabotage.
Throughout the movie, there are scenes of Rebecca on her own, in which she is doing as much as she can to become more like Sarah. She becomes obsessed with her. Meester gives a chilling performance, making the audience wonder how well they know the people in their lives and pray they never end up with a roommate similar to Rebecca.
Although the movie was mostly enjoyable, there were certain aspects that could have been amplified to improve the plot. The movie was slow at the beginning and there wasn’t as much action as the preview had portrayed. It seemed as though there was a lot of build-up, only to reach a slightly predictable ending.
The movie is more of a psychological film than a thriller. There were parts that were unsettling, but not really scream-worthy. The film’s likablity depends on what the viewer is expecting the movie to be and how easily the viewer is scared. While I was expecting something much more frightening, I know my sister was sitting on the edge of her seat throughout of the film.
The Roommate was just another average psychological suspense movie. Not a bad one, but not a spectacular one either.
3/5 Stars
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Thriller ‘Yudham Sei’ is value for money (Tamil Movie Review)
Feb 6th
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Film: ‘Yudham Sei’; Cast: Cheran, Deepa Shah, Jayaprakash, Y. Gee Mahendran, Lakshmi Ramakrishnan and others; Director: Myshkin; Producer: Kalpathi S. Agoram; Music Director: K; Ratings: ***
Myshkin has come out with ‘Yudhdham Sei’ and the film seems similar to his earlier venture ‘Anjathay’ in the thrill department. The Cheran-starrer is the story of a CB-CID cop trying to unravel mysterious killings in the city.
The story is about how Chennai city is being rocked by a series of crime ranging from abduction of girls and gruesome attacks on people whose chopped hands are found in cardboard boxes in busy areas. Unable to solve the case, the local police refers the it to the crime branch.
J. Krishnamoorty (Cheran), a boorish cop, is entrusted with the job of solving the cases. JK starts working on the case along with his aids Tamizh (Deepa Shah) and Judas (Jayaprakash).
Being a victim of the crime as his sister is missing for few weeks, JK is determined to unmask the gangsters. He sniffs around for possible clues and in the process manages to uncover dirty secrets of rich and powerful who are treated as VIPs in the city.
JK and his team’s efforts in nabbing the real culprits (including some bad elements within the police department) has been narrated in gripping manner by Myshkin and the incidents manage to hold viewers’ interest throughout the 150-minute of the movie. There is a sense of deja vu in the second half.
The fighting sequence filmed atop a bridge has been stunningly executed. The fight looks real. However, the actual intentions of the culprits as revealed in the climax are not convincing. Myshkin’s screenplay loses its grip here.
Among the cast, Cheran, who plays the disinterested, sleepy looking cop who speaks very little, has done a wonderful job. The director-turned-actor has put in a matured performance and deserves kudos for agreeing to be part of a ‘thriller’, which is a marked deviation from his earlier films.
Comedian-turned-character actor Y. Gee Mahendran as the vigilante doctor appears to be sleep-walking through his role, while Lakshmi is very good in the climax.
Jayaprakash as Judas has put in a commendable show and seems to be improving with every film. Delhi-based model Deepa Shah has hardly anything to do other than running around as Cheran’s deputy.
The much-hyped item song featuring Neetu Chandra and Ameer is not impressive.
Sathya’s camera work, especially the night effects, is quite nice and is diametrically opposite to K’s background score, about which less said, the better.
Despite slow second-half, the films does impress as a smart and realistic detective story.
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‘Alpha Omega’ – a proud moment for Indian animation (IANS Movie Review)
Feb 6th
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Film: ‘Alpha Omega’; Voiceover: Hayden Panettiere, Christina Ricci, Justin Long; Directors: Anthony Bell, Ben Gluck; Rating: **
If you are an Indian audience, the best part of the 3D film ‘Alpha Omega’ begins a minute after the final credits have started rolling. Hundreds of Indian names clog up the credits enough for you to wonder if you have seen an Indian film made in Hollywood.
And indeed ‘Alpha Omega’ does seem like a typical Bollywood love story.
Two warring clans of wolves in Jasper Nation Park want to end the war and unite each other by marrying Kate and Garth. But Humphrey, who belongs to a lower caste, loves Kate and though she too likes him, she agrees for an arranged marriage with Garth for the sake of peace. Things, however, go out of hand when Kate and Humphrey are captured by park’s rangers and sent to another park for re-population.
Aware of her duties, Kate is determined to return home and aided by two golf-playing geese, they try to make their way home.
The main drawback of the story is its lack of originality, even in rearranging cliche. Yet, the film will leave you with a good feeling in the end. The two golf-playing geese would etch themselves in the mind of the audience, just like some side characters in other animation films have endeared themselves to fans.
While the story lets down the audience, what does not is its animation that is spot on and therein lies a proud moment for the Indian animation industry. The look and the feel of the film have entirely been done by a team of Indian animators from Mumbai’s Crest Animation Studios.
Hence, at the end of the film when the titles roll out, and along with it hundreds of Indian names, it is indeed a proud moment for the nation that is still stuck in mythology in its own homegrown animation films.
This is a moment of pride better than one person winning an Oscar, because it signifies global standards of the Indian animation industry, rather than excellence of just once person. It shows that India indeed has the skill and expertise, if only some producers would have the courage to back good stories and filmmakers. Hopefully, they will have the sense to select a better story.
All About: National,Entertainment,–select–, Alpha, Animation, Alpha Omega
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Sanctum (Hindi) Movie Review
Feb 5th
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11:15am, 2:15pm, 6:00pm, 9:00pm All theatres & showtimes Map Movie Website Save • Print • Email This Link • Find A Date • Help Overview User Ratings Editorial Review Showtimes [Editorial] Performances Script Music/Soundtrack Visuals 5.0 3.0 6.0 6.5 About Ratings Editorial Suggestions Can watch again – No Good for kids – No Good for dates – No Wait to rent it – Yes Editorial Review Deepa Garimella / fullhyd.comEver wanted to be stuck in a wet, smelly, dark cellar with a bunch of people whose conversation you don’t understand and doesn’t interest you? No? What about if you were given 3D glasses? No? Aww.
Sanctum is a survival tale based on a real life story in one of Earth’s most treacherous underwater caves, and has James Cameron’s name associated with it. What obviously sounds like an exhilarating adventure turns out to be a tired, tiresome outing that’s about as much fun as sitting in a cramped seat for two hours.
Basically, the film describes a deep-diving expedition that is trapped in the interiors of Esa-ala, one of the deepest darkest places in the South Pacific, where no human has ever gone before. A raging storm above has made it impossible for them to get out onto the surface from where they started, so they must battle narrow passages, dangerous stalactites and furious waters to move ahead. Add to this, the responsibility of killing whoever is hurt and can’t be helped along, for the expedition to move on.
The characters include Frank (Richard Roxburgh), who we are told is the world’s best cave explorer, and his troubled but supremely talented 20-something son Josh. The two of them have issues with each other because the former has never been a “good father” to his kid, so this unsavoury subterranean adventure gives them some scope to diffuse the tension between them.
Not that you care about the family drama, but this father-son pair is a much more fleshed-out set of characters than the others, whose emotions you never understand. Tempers fly, pep talks are thrown about and fatal errors break spirits, but to the audience none of the happenings really rises above being irritants.
Plus, there’s no adrenaline rush to be felt in the group’s little victories. As for the final moment when the camera shows us the light of the day on the ocean’s surface, all it brings you is relief that it’s over – for you.
The dialogue is incoherent, and the screenplay is as obscure and murky as the cave the adventurers are trying to make sense of. The acting jobs all look half-hearted, but there is nothing for the actors to in the first place.
And what was the point of all the 3D technology anyway? There’s nothing to marvel at in terms of the visuals – especially if you expected stunning shots of deep dark underwater blues like on NatGeo or Discovery. With plenty of cave walls and gushing dirty rainwater, this one is a pretty claustrophobic watch, made all the more inconvenient with 3D glasses on. You sure are better off watching this on a normal screen.
Avoid Sanctum unless you’re particularly keen on watching a bad movie this week.
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‘Roommate’ movie review: Don’t move in with Leighton Meester
Feb 5th
It’s called “_blankSingle White Female,” and it’s available on Netflix or from Ye Olde Video Shoppe.
There’s another B-thriller at large that, while laying claim to the same setup, neurotic dynamics and whacked-out violence, fails miserably in nearly every department – from thrills to homoerotic titillation. “_blankThe Roommate,” starring TV-minted personalities Minka Kelly and Leighton Meester, switches the action from a New York apartment to a dorm at the “University of Los Angeles,” where Sara (Kelly) has just moved from Des Moines with big dreams and a broken heart. There to lend a sympathetic ear – when she’s not busy piercing it herself with alarming sangfroid – is roomie Rebecca (Meester), a troubled little rich girl who latches on to Sara with the carefully calibrated ardor of a well-seasoned stalker.
Sara doesn’t twig to Rebecca’s dark side – where did their pet kittycat go, anyway? – until it’s much, much too late. If the sudden jolts of violence arrive with military precision (one half-hour into the movie and at 15-minute intervals thereafter), “The Roommate” doesn’t have the courage of its pulpy convictions, preferring to leave the gore on the floor and its true identity as a lipstick-tinged slasher film in the closet.
In its fascination with girl-on-girl action, from longing glances and kissing to a climactic catfight that’s less lurid than ludicrous, “Roommate” plays like the ultimate indulgence of leering Hollywood executives, eager to ogle pulchritudinous college girls and call it work. Rest assured, the only work involved is watching the tiresome parade of flat line readings, workmanlike plot “twists” and pore-magnifying close-ups.
Kelly and Meester hit their marks and look pretty doing it, while supporting players Cam Gigandet, Billy Zane and Aly Michalka fade into the background so blandly that viewers will never remember they were there.
Speaking of forgettables, “Roommate” was directed without distinction by someone named Christian E. Christian-sen, who hails from Denmark. Of course, Scandinavia has given the world its share of classic psychological thrillers, one in particular that delved deeply into the twinned psyches of two women’s relationship.
Come to think of it, forget “Single White Female.” Rent Ingmar Bergman’s “_blankPersona” instead, then watch and learn.
The Roommate 1/2 (92 minutes, at area theaters) is rated PG-13 for violence and menace, sexual content, profanity and teen partying.
THE ROOMMATE
½
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Movie Review – ‘The Roommate’
Feb 5th
The Roommate
Starring Minka Kelly, Leighton Meester and Cam Gigandet
Directed by Christian E. Christiansen
Rated PG-13
There is absolutely no reason to see The Roommate.
The directing and acting are nothing special and the plot is disjointed, boring and unoriginal. In fact, unoriginal is putting it mildly – there isn’t a single scene that you haven’t already seen done better in another film. It’s a complete waste of time.
Mostly, the film is a cheap imitation of Single White Female. Like that film, there is an attractive female lead living with a mentally-unbalanced roommate who develops an unhealthy obsession with her. In this film, the protagonist is a college freshman named Sara Matthews (Minka Kelly) living in a dorm with her deranged roommate Rebecca (Leighton Meester).
The film starts off on the wrong foot by throwing too many balls up in the air at once. A variety of different subplots are introduced early on, but most of them simply crop up as excuses for Rebecca to feel either neglected by or overly protective of Sara, which causes her to do something crazy (like falsely claiming she was attacked by a stranger in order to get Sara’s attention or pretending to be Sara on the phone when her ex-boyfriend calls). The story quickly becomes overcrowded with all of these different subplots, so most of them are quickly abandoned after a few scenes.
The most frustrating abandoned plotline is when Sara decides to spend Thanksgiving with Rebecca and her family. At first, this seems like this setup will provide the audience with some background and insight into why Rebecca is the way she is, but the information given is incredibly vague and is never further elaborated on. The sequence ends up creating more questions than it answers and the film never bothers to return to any of these questions.
(Side note: One other subplot thrown in for absolutely no reason is that Sara gets a part-time job at a coffee shop. Unintentionally, writer Sonny Mallhi depicts her as the worst employee ever – all she does while on the clock is flirt with her boyfriend and take personal phone calls. We only ever see her attempt to make one drink, which she spills all over the place. And we find out that she uses her employee status to get her boyfriend’s crappy band booked at the coffee shop.)
As the film winds down and sheds all of the various subplots introduced in the beginning, it just starts stealing heavily from Single White Female. The most blatant rip-off is when Rebecca dresses up like Sara in order to trick her ex-boyfriend while he is in bed. The climax of film is also strikingly similar to the one presented in Single White Female.
The acting in The Roommate ranges from bland to downright awful. Leighton Meester has a few good creepy moments as Rebecca, but for the most part her performance is too over the top. Cam Gigandet, who plays Sara’s love interest in the film, spends the whole film mugging for the camera with a series of ridiculous facial expressions. Even Billy Zane, who plays Sara’s professor, seems like he is mailing in his performance. Minka Kelly is actually pretty good as Sara – she manages to make the character charming and likable – but she isn’t given much help from her supporting cast or the script.
Director Christian E. Christiansen (who fittingly has the least creative name in Hollywood) makes several really distractingly bad decisions in the way the film is shot. At one point, he tilts the camera 90 degrees while a character walks down a hallway (which I think was supposed to convey uneasiness, but just ended up making me feel slightly nauseous). To attempt to express romance or passion, Christiansen uses extreme close-ups that focus on random body parts – an actor’s eyes or lips or hands. A major fight sequence at the end of the film is so badly shot and edited together that it is impossible to tell what is happening during it.
The film as a whole is just a mess. There is really nothing redeeming about it. If you have any interest in seeing this, just go rent Single White Female instead.
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Movie Review: Sanctum
Feb 5th
I am by no means an outdoorsy person. I hate camping, despise the woods and loathe getting too dirty. Yes, I just may be one of the prissiest men when it comes to that kind of stuff and at least I can own up to it, but watching movies such as Sanctum is a fair reminder of totally different reasons why I avoid the outdoors all together. It’s also reminds me why some movies are made to laugh with while others you can’t help but laugh at.
Universal Pictures is doing a huge marketing campaign using the moniker of James Cameron’s name above all things Sanctum-related. From the trailer to posters to online ads to TV commercials, it’s all about everyone being fully aware that the creator of Avatar has crafted a new 3-D event. Just because someone let an inept band of filmmakers use his nifty PACE Fusion 3-D cameras to film this little spelunking gone awry action-adventure doesn’t mean he helped with the actual making of the film.
Sanctum starts off with Josh (Rhys Wakefield) meeting up with Carl (Ioan Gruffudd) and his girlfriend Victoria. They all board a
helicopter to meet up with Josh’s father Frank (Richard Roxburgh) who’s been cave diving with his band of merry divers including Judes (Allison Cratchley) and Crazy George (Dan Wyllie). A storm is brewing above but that doesn’t stop Frank and Judes from delving deeper into the underground water and cave system to come upon the newly christened “St. Judes Cathedral.” Before you can say lets get this party started, said storm hits, the cave begins to submerge and it’s the prerequisite fight for survival commences.
If you think you’ve seen some silly action-adventure flicks before, the final third of this film gives them a sure run for the money. Why anyone would take their girlfriend with absolutely no diving experience is beyond me. And just wait till you experience the sheer awe of Carl’s surprise attack scream as he lunges out of a cave to fend off Frank who of course is the only person that can get any of them out alive. When it comes down to following the money (Carl) or the experience (Frank), you know the cast is bound to split up and we all know what that means. If there were ever more of an excuse for the crawlers of The Descent to rear their heads, it would be these characters. As many people have already pointed out, while this may be “inspired by true events,” Aron Ralston should be hanging his head in shame.
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