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Into The White ~ Thumbs Up!

As you may remember, a few month back I posted the trailer for 'Into The White'. Well, I watched it last night and I must say, I wasn't disappointed! If anything, this movie was even better then I expected. Let's get into some details shall we?

This is a serious movie. Yes, there are some light moments, but the majority is tense and attention grabbing. I was expecting a bit more hiking about in the Norwegian countryside but no. Most of the movie is set in one, tiny, hunting cabin during WWII. The basic premise is that a British plane and a German plane shoot each other down over Norway. The both crash within three or four miles of each other and both crews end up at the same cabin. There are three Germans and two Englishmen. The Germans have more people and pistols so they take the British as POW's. It's a bit silly really, they are all trying to survive together but one group must be in charge. The story then follows all the little power struggles, survival issues, health problems, and psychological breaks that come.

It's pretty fantastic really. At first it's the Germans and British but pretty quick they're people. They even discuss their political views with each other and it's very interesting. I won't tell you what happens but it's a great story. Did I mention that it's true? Based on real events. That always makes a movie ten times more interesting for me!

As for the technical things, it was all great really. The acting, sets, and costumes were all perfectly convincing. They aren't a massive selling point though, it's about the story. Honestly, I could really see this movie as a play. It's all set in one room, or outside, and it's mostly dialogue.

All in all I recommend it! I found it to be very enjoyable and I hope you will too!


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