For a film based on the well-known attempt by a set of climbers to scale the north face of the Eiger in 1936, the German-made thriller North Face perfects the art of the cliffhanger (literally) — even for an audience aware of the ultimate historical outcome.
From the moment the main characters Toni Kurz (Benno Furmann) and Andi Hintertoisser (Florian Lukas) — two Nazi soldiers who prefer pitons over pistols — approach the deathly Eiger, director Philipp Stolzl crafts the story of the climber’s ascent with visual and emotional precision.
With the group of climbers clinging to a mass of rock by the most inconsequential of steel and rope, dodging avalanches and taking a frostbitten beating from the fickle weather, Stolzl brings the audience to the mountain, piecing together the infamous story in the process.
This becomes most evident in the scenes off the mountain; where the storyline strays from original accounts of the expedition, it struggles the most.
Roman Polanski has directed yet another cinematic success with The Ghost Writer, a political thriller — and adaptation of Robert Harris’s book of the same name — that acutely delves into the lives of its high-powered characters, isolated from their country and the rest of the world on a secluded, bleak and wintry Massachusetts island compound.
If you’re ever walking past Distrito, glance up through the glass windows. There you will find a fleet of yogis, decked out in Lululemon and lycra, flipping their dogs.
“If I don’t do it now, I’m never going to do it,” blurts a woman breathlessly. She grabs one of the image-filled binders from the counter and flips to a page of Sanskrit lettering.
Today’s mainstream media is overflowing with bromances. Take, for instance, Superbad’s glorification of male bonding and Brody Jenner’s eponymous reality show Bromance.
Despite a looming paper deadline and an early morning lecture, Ethan Lipsitz, then a Penn sophomore, threaded the eye of his sewing machine and set off to work on a navy cotton hoodie.