I saw 127 Hours this afternoon. For those that have not heard of it (I only just learned of it in recent weeks), it is the story of a guy who goes out climbing alone, without telling anyone, who then gets his arm pinned by a large rock. He’s out in the desert for 5 days before releasing himself and finding help. Overall, it was a great movie — a good character study (because, really, how much action can you have in a small canyon over five days?) and was gripping and suspenseful. A few other thoughts I took away from the film:
- The theater has two dohickeys on the ceiling, probably smoke alarms, each with a red LED that blinks once every three seconds.
- Sometimes sounds are more vivid that visuals.
- The wall sconces on either side of the room had lovely red glass that really matched the curtains.
- Most people in the audience crossed their arms tightly throughout much of the film.
- Always tell people where you’re going and don’t go alone. (I already knew this, but it was absolutely reinforced.)
- I will never look at the Gerber Multitool (or Chinese knockoff thereof) the same way again.
- I will never look at the human arm the same way again.
There were a couple of places where I half-expected to see Jigsaw pop out from behind a rock. Well, jokingly to myself, but yeah… A great film that I recommend, but I recommend it with a strength that is inversely proportional to your squeamishness.