Country: US/GB
Technical: col/2.00:1 107m
Director: Scott Mann
Cast: Grace Caroline Currey, Virginia Gardner
Synopsis:
Grieving over the death of her husband in a fall, a climber allows herself to be persuaded up a communications antenna by her best friend. Trauma therapy, however, turns to nightmare when the two-thousand foot tower shows its age.
Review:
Before watching this admittedly competent yet absurd B-movie, consider whether you should want to spend the next 100 minutes with two undeniably spunky (but highly irritating) young ladies in the hands of a sadistic film director. A Cliffhanger opening gives way to an ordeal out of Open Water or 127 Hours, unbearably stressful for those with little head for heights. The characterisations and dialogue, meanwhile, grate as archly as the insecure bolts holding their ladder to the mast. A tacked-on epilogue omits to reveal exactly how the presumed helicopter was able to get near enough to our final girl to bring her down safely, while the viewer, addled by the convincingly real pitching and swaying, sighs with relief mingled with disappointment: no one falls.
Country: US/GB
Technical: col/2.00:1 107m
Director: Scott Mann
Cast: Grace Caroline Currey, Virginia Gardner
Synopsis:
Grieving over the death of her husband in a fall, a climber allows herself to be persuaded up a communications antenna by her best friend. Trauma therapy, however, turns to nightmare when the two-thousand foot tower shows its age.
Review:
Before watching this admittedly competent yet absurd B-movie, consider whether you should want to spend the next 100 minutes with two undeniably spunky (but highly irritating) young ladies in the hands of a sadistic film director. A Cliffhanger opening gives way to an ordeal out of Open Water or 127 Hours, unbearably stressful for those with little head for heights. The characterisations and dialogue, meanwhile, grate as archly as the insecure bolts holding their ladder to the mast. A tacked-on epilogue omits to reveal exactly how the presumed helicopter was able to get near enough to our final girl to bring her down safely, while the viewer, addled by the convincingly real pitching and swaying, sighs with relief mingled with disappointment: no one falls.
