If you like movies that consist mostly of people hanging and falling and slipping and such, then this rather benign flick is for you.I don't get it. I have friends who are into this stuff. I don't get them. Adrenaline junkies, I'm told. Thanks, but I'll stick to the coffee and nicotine, a more prolonged death is more my style.
Yet, I still have respect for anyone who is so passionate about something that they are willing to risk their lives with each outing. That's dedication. I love movies, but I don't risk my life going to the movie theatre...well, except for those downtown east side movie houses.
It's not that this film is so bad. It's not really, at times it is quite interesting. It was just too repetitive for my liking. There was too much hanging around. I guess there really is not much else that's scary about climbing mountains though, the whole falling thing is really the only fear mongoring tool available.
Chris O'Donnell, plays a National Geographic journalist, who is at odds with his sister. His sister decides to climb K-2, the hardest mountain in the world, under suspect conditions with a stupid rich guy. The team runs into harsh conditions and things start to get a little hairy.
Enough said in that respect.
There is one funny line that involves a French-Canadian named Monique. I found that rather pleasurable. It was, in fact, the highlight of the whole blazee affair.It's not often that I am brought to such apathy in respect to a film, but this one leaves me not much choice. I forgot that I saw it within 5 minutes. Well, up until I felt compelled to review it, then I had to force the memories of it back.