Sunday, February 20, 2005

And I get winded climbing the stairs: "Touching the Void"

Taken from my personal Procrastination Files, this movie on a less-than-perfect climbing expedition in the Andes had been collecting dust in its Netflix envelope before we sucked it up last night, deciding it was the perfect way to wind down after a night of live music. (That Michael Bolton still kicks ass.) No real reason why we waited so long, other than watching a documentary always feels like homework.

Once you get used to the format -- dramatically re-created scenes of the climb interspersed with narration by the two British guys (and some schmoe who watched base camp) -- this is a gripping tale, and one that moves along pretty briskly. I'm not ruining anything by revealing that both men survived, since they both narrate the story. We're probably five years away from casting people beyond the grave.

Just how these guys survived, though, is something to see, and it'll make you think twice before you bitch about an ankle sprain. Bonus: Hearing one of the British guys say, "I kept wetting myself." On the plus side, he won't have to buy the other guy a beer ever again. Trust me on this.


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