One star because.because I cannot give '0', OK, let it belong to the therapist Bernadette :)
From one improbability to another impossibility, accentuated by wooden dialogs and characters.
....... here some juicy pieces: The guy hikes up in the back country to go down in powder, in the avalanche prone area (as we learn from a conversation in the bar a day before), and a girl that wants to meet him (for whatever reason) sneaking up on him to connect, then tries to follow him on a snowboard, falls injures her leg, and the guy says, I have to carry you down to my house that is at the bottom of the hill, and that's what he does, carries her down the hill, in backcountry, in powder snow, how stupid is this!!!???!!!. Then after arriving there in not a drop of sweat on his brow.
Then she is invited by his mother to stay and have dinner with them, walking around not even slightly limping.... Then her Irish jealous boyfriend shows up (we are now in French Alps) with a deranged buddy of his, who persuades him an honor killing her and the guy (the one that does impossible things in backcountry), they just grab the hunting rifle and the pistol from under the blanket in the back of the SUV they drove from Belfast....and then some more incredulous event unfold.
You would be better to watch paint dry.
I very rarely contribute here, but couldn't restrain myself after waysting 1.5hr.
....... here some juicy pieces: The guy hikes up in the back country to go down in powder, in the avalanche prone area (as we learn from a conversation in the bar a day before), and a girl that wants to meet him (for whatever reason) sneaking up on him to connect, then tries to follow him on a snowboard, falls injures her leg, and the guy says, I have to carry you down to my house that is at the bottom of the hill, and that's what he does, carries her down the hill, in backcountry, in powder snow, how stupid is this!!!???!!!. Then after arriving there in not a drop of sweat on his brow.
Then she is invited by his mother to stay and have dinner with them, walking around not even slightly limping.... Then her Irish jealous boyfriend shows up (we are now in French Alps) with a deranged buddy of his, who persuades him an honor killing her and the guy (the one that does impossible things in backcountry), they just grab the hunting rifle and the pistol from under the blanket in the back of the SUV they drove from Belfast....and then some more incredulous event unfold.
You would be better to watch paint dry.
I very rarely contribute here, but couldn't restrain myself after waysting 1.5hr.