First Impression: No idea this exist until we went to Ellen’s house one day.
Afterthoughts: It’s hard to support indie films, when they’re the same cliche tripe produced in Hollywood, except with a crappier budget. I’m sure back in the 50s white people were really as mentally ugly (racist) and retarded (about environment) as portrayed but geez can the pilot be any more clueless about flying and survival? Even without Ellen’s expert opinion, everybody in the room knew you never leave the scene of the crash! And the pilot fought in WWII, so there’s no reason for him to be so stupid throughout the movie just to play on our sympathy for the Inuit. The location was beautiful sure, but if there’s all there is to it I might as well have watched a documentary. Ha, I just checked IMDB and it turns out Michael Buble was in it, and I didn’t even know. Gah, and I was also digging my brains where I’ve seen the pilot’s boss before…he was played by Jack Bauer’s father!










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