… yesterday. Yepp. Some months ago I wrote here about a documentary “Finding Farley” made by husband-and-wife team Karsten Heuer and Leanne Allison (remember their documentary “Being Caribou”?), along with their two-year old son Zev and dog Willow. You can watch this documentary on NFB’s website or here:
Yesterday I got an email with the following question: “What happens when a solitary day hike turns into the ultimate test of survival?” A friend of mine sent me a link to the trailer for 127 Hours, an upcoming film directed by Danny Boyle about a young rock climber named Aron Ralston who, in 2003, amputated his own arm to free himself from a rock. As much as I admire Aron Ralston, I will not be seeing this movie. I prefer to watch the documentary. Anyways, here comes the trailer for 127 Hours:
Finally, Goran’s documentary about Klara Polackova, the first Czech woman to reach the top of Mount Everest, is ready.
“In 2006 I had been climbing another 8000-metre peak in the Himalayas, Cho Oyu - which is 8,200 metres, and I met a great guide there, Tashi Tenzing. He was guiding us up to the peak and we became really good friends. After that climb together we got back to Katmandu and on this beautiful café on top of the roof we were just thinking, what next? Once you have climbed 8,000 metres for the first time and you succeed you think, OK, let’s try a little higher. And then the offer came from Tashi - have you ever thought of giving Everest a go?”
I was doing yogalates and deadlifting at Spartacus this morning, and managed to hurt my lower back again, so I stayed in my bed for whole day watching documentaries online. The one that I really liked is a documentary about bike culture and bike lifestyles around the world:
In the 1890s, before automobiles ruled the roads, bicyclists were referred to as “Scorchers” because of their blazing speed. A century later, in a world filled with car-related environmental and social problems, Return of the Scorcher discovers an inspired and evolving bicycling renaissance.
Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things - air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it. — Cesare Pavese