Desafio Radical

Hmm. You know, sometimes I wonder why we're screwed up as a species. I was watching Extreme Ops in the comfort of my home and suddenly the world fell silent, and a wave of emptiness fell upon me as a poorly matted Bridgette Wilson escaped a fake avalanche just in time for a ski jump to take out some excruciatingly recycled terrorists who were busy being evil for no other reason than because the script says to. I looked around to find myself in alien surroundings. My home was no longer my home, but a void of everlasting darkness in which no form of goodness, nor light, nor hope could ever be found. And from the belly of this neverending realm of pain and celluloid death could be heard the sound of English actor Rufus Sewell dismantling his once promising career with lines of dialogue like "Are you ready to know what it's like to ski in front of an avalanche?" Oh, the pain. Soon, all this agony ceased, and numbness set in. My world shrank and suddenly I felt nothing at all, and I realized that everything I had ever done was meaningless, and all I had was nothing at all so long as Devon Sawa continues to hang from a cliff and ask a girl out in the middle of a terrorist attack just before feigning suicide for "team sacrifice". My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

But then, something happened. The darkness parted, and the shroud of peril lifted and I awoke from my numbness to find that I was in deed at home. My furniture was still here and all my things were as I had left them. I wondered to my self, "What happened?" And then I looked to my television and saw credits rolling. The deed was done. And the darkness had gone. But only until the sequel. (Fat chance)

This movie sucks. I hate it almost as much as it hates me. 1/10

This film is bad filmmaking 101. A commercial director (Rufus Sewell, who has certainly done better work elsewhere) assembles a group of extreme athletes (including Bridgette Wilson-Sampras as a Gold Medal Skier??) and lugs them off to a secluded area of the Swis Alps to film them outracing an avalance for a DV Camera commercial!!! Of course the same hillside out intrepid filmmakers choose is the hidding place of some terrorist leader, who thinks the bumbling and arguing film crew are actualy CIA Agents trying to nab him! Of course the first hour or so is taken up by inane banter among the athletes, including a raver chick (a dead ringer for early Angelina Jolie) who thinks Sampras gold Medal skier isnt hip enough to be in their crowd... Eventualy, after the obligatory Hot Tub bonding scene, we get to some action when the bad guys chase out heroes down the slopes in a helicopter! Of course the ending is so rediculous that you'll just laugh at the ineptitude of the screenwriters. This is a terrible movie from start to finish. GRADE: F

This movie is a waste of time and money. I hated characters, i hates the story, there so many plot holes, and i dont wanna even start with Serbian criminals. Ridiculous, i mean its just horrible. That accent is not serbian, trust me. DO NOT see this movie!!

A fun senseless romp that was way more entertaining than the self aggrandizing "Die Another Day." This movie has no pretensions. It's formulaic B-movie material, but it knows it. The casting is good, the acting is spirited, and the special effects are clever. It even manages to make fun of itself. Are avalanche scenes real, or digital? I see from the ratings that women like it more than men. I think that's because there's no gratuitous sex or violence, and the females leads are strong and entertaining. Also notable is that it pokes some fun at reality TV shows with the obligatory hot tub scene, and plot references to shows like "Fear Factor," and "Big Brother."

well, this movie is really some waste of time... maybe they put a lot of effort into it, but don't watch it if you have better things you can watch :)

it's not all that bad, the stunts are sometimes good, but the whole thing is just not credible, the action is coming and going, the plot is not good, the facts are wrong... Yugoslavia has no border with Austria, the Austrian after-ski parties aren't like that at all, you would actually get you as* kicked if you do that kind of thing in Tirol... lots of things don't add up... then the characters are badly built up - no personality... no idea why Ian talks to his g/f all the time... well, you'll see for yourself...

Oh, and if there's someone doing the stuff these guys do, and succeeding every time on the first try... well, I quit snowboarding :)