Breaking from tradition of watching “classics” if I am at home on a Friday night, I watched 127 Hours this past Friday. Although I was also in London visiting the fam, so that is not really part of the Friday tradition either. For those of you don’t know, this movie is based on the true story of Aaron Ralston, an outdoor enthusiast whose hand became wedged between a canyon wall and a rock during an outing in Canyonlands National Park in Utah in 2003. He was alone and he had not told anyone where he was going. I am not going to say too much more for those who don’t know the full story.
I have read about his story in a number of outdoor magazines, normally in the sections which prepare you for hiking in extreme terrains or those that try to impress the importance of letting others know your routes and plans, lest something happen and no one knows where you are. It is a very fascinating story and I had heard great things about the movie as well. The film is about 70% James Franco so how can you go wrong, ammirite ladies?! But seriously, the acting, the cinematography, the landscape, the music, they’re all good. I don’t know that this is something that I would watch again, but it is a very interesting examination of the value of life and the strength of the human will to survive.
And on a related note, I am not sure if I wrote about the book The Third Man Factor on here before (and I am far too
lazy busy to check the archives), but it is an exploration of the often-reported sensation of a “presence” appearing during near-death experiences occurring in extreme conditions. Many who have lived to tell the tale report that at the crucial moment where the strength to live began to fade, they sensed something urging them on. The book itself is pretty case study heavy and gets a bit repetitive but the phenomenon is very interesting.