The hourglass like poster for 127 Hours is a visually dazzling metaphor that conjures up the desperate race for time vs. Aron Ralston (James Franco) as he hangs in the balance of the reality of man – like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand. Still, it doesn’t hold a candle to Mel Gibson’s new movie poster for The Beaver.
Monthly Archives: November 2010
Like Howard Hawks, director Danny Boyle likes to mix it up. Everything from junkies, viruses running amok, Indians, sun worshipping beach bums and astronauts – to a lone narcissistic biker/hiker who records his every thrill (except when he’s about to commit a Pee Wee Herman with his one remaining hand) eventually leading to the real climax of the movie when he cuts off his arm with a dull pocket knife. But as brilliantly shot and edited it is, not to mention Franco’s ability and charisma, I was not left feeling the pain of losing a limb, surviving and gaining humility and perspective, but rather wanting to punch the squeamish mouth breather sitting next to me. I hardly consider Aron married with a kid surviving! I’d prefer having my arm hacked off by a lightsaber like Luke Skywalker. With the guidance of Yoda, just look what he made of himself afterwards – a Jedi Master! Whereas Aron had Scooby fuckin’ Doo!