Showing posts with label i shouldn't be alive. Show all posts
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Monday, July 22, 2024

Go Tell It On a Mountain


One of my favorite background viewing options is I Shouldn't Be Alive, a docu-series that interviews survivors of near-death experiences as reenactments walk us through their insane battles with the elements. There's an element of wonder at what the human body can do when tested, as well as the occasional satisfaction at the comeuppance earned by brash young people underestimating the natural world. On that note, whenever an episode involves rock climbing, I tend to make a double serving of popcorn. Of COURSE you're going to have near-death experiences when your tiny human hands are carrying the rest of your body over even tinier grooves!


Hence, I tend to dig the survivalist horror genre, particularly when it might involve craggy rocks. 

Quick Plot: Sophie brings sad pal Kelly to the Dolomites for an intensive hike, where their cabin neighbors turn out to be fellow Americans. Josh, the alpha of the male quartet, cheats on his fiancee and tosses around homophobic slurs like it's 1993. His friends are far from amused, but since Josh has been collecting potential blackmail material on them for 20 years, they grin and bear it. 


The group parties around a campfire, Sophie getting progressively drunker and higher and with that, flirtier to Josh. She also playfully jabs at his manhood (which goes as well as expected). Josh follows her to the woods and attempts an assault. His pals break it up, but the damage is done. Sophie now poses a threat, and that's all it takes for Josh to push her off a cliff and convince his friends to bash her head in with a rock.

The resourceful Kelly captures it on camera and manages to retrieve her half-packed gear bag before fleeing to the gorges. The men, who are less experienced climbers but better equipped, are hot on her blistered heels. 


Kelly turns inward to stay alive. One year earlier, she lost her fiance in a, dare I say, comical accident on that very hill. Luca taught her everything she knew about navigating those rocks, but as he went to reach for the engagement ring in a poorly timed proposal, he plummeted to his death. Think that Ace Ventura opening that parodied Cliffhanger. 


The guys share their own terrible memories. Some time earlier, they teamed up for a hate crime, like dudes apparently do. Today, their consciences sit at various stages of morality, though none as comically evil as Josh.


Played by the titular Christmas Prince Ben Lamb, Josh is a bit ridiculous as a villain, but thankfully, The Ledge seems to agree. His friends genuinely hate him. That doesn't make it fun for US to listen to his sexist, racist rants, but at least we can somewhat trust that the movie is also rolling its eyes. 

The Ledge is directed by The Dead's Howard J. Ford, who carved out his (and brother's) own unique genre niche with his pair of zombie films. Similarly, The Ledge shares a great eye for the natural environment. The actual mountain climb is efficiently intense, and lead Brittany Ashworth (the teen daughter from the woefully underseen Exhibit A) makes for a believably athletic final girl.


All of that shouldn't REALLY suggest that The Ledge is a good film. Between the uneven script and discomfort in some of the performances, it ust can't seem to find its own rhythm. The opening makes virtually all of the characters insufferable in how they talk to one another, and while I appreciate how the film seems to see these men for the worthlessly weak-to-blatantly-evil characters they are, the actual execution of their own inner drama just never clicks into place. 

And yet, at a certain point, I knew that I was enjoying The Ledge. It looks great, it moves fast, and by its brief 86th minute, I had mostly received what was advertised. 

High Points
Rock climbing is hard. Based on the two times I encountered one of those kid-walls in 5K with obstacles, I'd even say IMPOSSIBLE. By far, the best thing about The Ledge is that it gets close to the action. I have no idea how accurate the dynamics of Kelly's climb are to an experienced athlete, but Ford's camera makes it feel alive, hard, and terrifying



Low Points
As mentioned, the actual dynamic of these four men is so insufferable that it makes much of the film incredibly unpleasant



Lessons Learned
Telling a hot chick you just met that she shares a name with your mother is not the hot pickup line you hear in your head


Nothing heals a broken leg faster than guzzling a dozen painkillers at once and chasing them down with foamy whiskey

Climbing is best described as chess mixed with ballet


Rent/Bury/Buy
The Ledge has a LOT of problems, but if you're in the mood for a survivalist slasher set on a mountain, you probably can't do much better. Find it on Hulu if the mood strikes. 

Monday, August 20, 2018

Welcome to the...



You know what five words I hate seeing in film taglines?

Based. On. A. True. Story.

Here's the thing about such a phrase: it instantly tells you that whatever you're going to see is a) within the realm of physical possibility and b) results in your lead surviving. Now granted, the true story in this case is actually pretty fascinating, but still...if you tell me it's based on reality, I watch the whole film with the preordained disappointment that no aliens or unicorns will appear. What an immediate letdown.

Quick Plot: Having finished his service in the Israeli army, young Yossi decides to travel the world and avoid a life of expected responsibility. While backpacking through South America, he befriends the adventurous Swede Marcus, his American photographer pal Kevin, and a mysterious Austrian named Karl begging to be their Amazon jungle tour guide.


Once they're deep into the wilderness, it doesn't take long for dissension to strike amongst the team. Marcus proves too weak to handle the trek, while the self-proclaimed expert Karl turns out to be a fraud who can't even swim. Since rafting down some wild rapids is the fastest way out before the rainy season strikes, this poses a problem.



Marcus and Karl decide to slowly hike back together. Kevin and Yossi begin their water trail only to immediately be separated by the raging waters. The film (mostly) then follows Yossi as he battles the elements.

And my, what elements they are! Fire ants, gooey quicksand, worms that somehow lodge themselves on the east side of Harry Potter's scar, you name it. While Jungle wouldn't particularly fall into the category of horror movie, it does occasionally tilt its hand to have been directed by Wolf Creek's Greg McLean.


Jungle is based on the real Yossi Ghinsberg's experience in the wild (and also dramatized in a 2005 episode of Discovery's I Shouldn't Be Alive!, a show whose title exclamation point can never not make me think of the glory that is I Don't Want To Be Born). The story itself is genuinely incredible, and it's a wonder it took 40 years to make its way to the big screen.


At the same time, it kind of worked better in hourlong documentary form.

The biggest problem with Jungle is that it simply doesn't trust its source material enough to be its own movie. For a good half hour, we're following Yossi without any influence of the outside world. It's riveting, capturing the real horrors of being truly alone in the heart of the wilderness. 

So why cut away and show Kevin getting help from a nearby village?


McLean, or his script, also toy with Yossi's mental setting, flashing back to his family strife before he left to travel. It's the same issue I had with Danny Boyle's celebrated 127 Hours: the reason these survival stories fascinated the world is because it's truly incredible to imagine what a person can do to make it through such an ordeal. Sure, there's an argument to be made for how your past might affect your current situation, but it's such a trite, standard movie trick that sucks all the true tension out of scrounging for birds' eggs and fighting snakes. 

High Points
Hey, you film a survival movie in a wilderness filled with rapids and greenery and the occasional stock image of a fuzzy spider and you'll have an audience impressed


Low Points
Daniel Radcliffe is the other best part of Jungle, so it's one of those things I just can't acknowledge: the actor clearly gave this his all, putting his body through an intense regime and losing dozens of pounds...for this?



Lessons Learned
Monkey meat is positively delicious


Nothing can change a person's mind with quite as much efficiency as a pack of fire ants

Amazonian snakes are surprisingly easy to handle, even on an empty stomach


Rent/Bury/Buy
Argh. Jungle isn't a bad movie, but it just feels like a story that deserved a better telling. You can find it on Amazon Prime...where you can also find the I Shouldn't Be Alive episode.