Movie Review: “127 Hours”

Others heard the story of rock climber Aron Ralston’s days-long ordeal, trapped by a boulder that pinned his arm, and winced. Danny Boyle saw a tale of endurance  and triumph, a spiritual journey in which a young man comes to terms with the phrase — “No man is an island.”

“127 Hours” is the remarkable film the director of “Slumdog Millionaire” and his “Slumdog” screenwriter (Simon Beaufoy) conjured out of that excruciating tale. It’s a tribute to Boyle’s filmic flair and the humanity he wears on his sleeve that we can recall how Ralston’s 127 hour saga ends and still be stunned, moved and thrilled by the finale.

James Franco carries this gorgeous picture, giving us a Ralston as grinning Extreme Sports cliche. He works in a mountaineering equipment shop and takes off on solo weekend trips, hurtling across buttes on his mountain bike, exulting in nature and even in the spills he takes along the way. The film’s opening minutes, with Ralston narrating his gonzo adventures on his personal camcorder, show us just how long it takes him to get to the middle of nowhere and how psyched he is to reach his fortress of solitude.

On the day of his accident, he stumbles into a couple of cute coed hikers (Kate Mara, Amber Tamblyn) and disarmingly offers to show them the Blue John Canyon that only he knows. Ralston’s open faced grin advertises a big, open heart, and Franco effortlessly conveys the guy’s innocence, and his lust for life.

The girls move on, after an adventurous side trip (videotaped) to a water hole, and not before Aron has promised to come to their party tonight. Then he dashes up a hill and out of sight. By the time he takes his big tumble, there is nobody within miles of him. He’s going to miss that party.

Boyle and Beaufoy are fascinated by the kid’s reaction to his plight. He’s self-reliant, with all sorts of things in his pack that might help. None do. But he won’t panic. He even keeps his camcorder diary up to date as he tries this and that, makes sure to hydrate and rest between attempts at self-rescue. He’s taken one calculated risk too many and he is perfectly OK with that. He bundles up, as best he can, overnight, and marvels at the way the light plays down into the crack he’s stuck in at sunrise. Here’s a guy who lives every day as if it might be his last.

But in dreams, flashbacks and hallucinations, Aron remembers the girl (Clemence Poesy) he wouldn’t commit to, the mistakes he made with his parents and others that are reflected in what has happened to him. He’s a lone wolf, living for himself. And nobody knows where he is or that he’s missing.

Boyle, Beaufoy, Franco and cinematographer Anthony Dod Mantle have created a film of breathtaking scenery, awe inspiring silences and a perilous puzzle. Is this “Into the Wild,” where only a trace of him will ever be found, or will he find a solution? And will we want to watch it? It’s a tribute to them all that this myopic Man vs. His Wild Self drama is as utterly absorbing and thrilling as it is.


See for Yourself
“127 Hours”

Cast: James Franco, Kate Mara, Amber Tamblyn, Treat Williams, Clemence Poesy

Director: Danny Boyle

Running time: 1 hour 33 minutes

Rating:: R for language and some disturbing violent content/bloody images.

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