Sara, an inexperienced pilot, rents a plane to take herself and her friends to a concert. But when they experience mechanical failure, bad weather and an unnatural force, their joyride takes a deadly turn.
Altitude could have been an intense, claustrophobic thriller with a Twilight Zone-ish tinge to its story, instead it turned out to be an exercise of bad directing and even worse acting. First time director Kaare Andrews tried to build tension in the film by slowly turning the screws on the cast and having them face bad break after bad break in their flight. But every time it seemed as though the story would turn the corner and give the audience a reason to gasp in horror or turn their eyes in terror the moment was ruined by the ineptitude of the mostly unknown actors (and after this film, their unknown status should remain that way). The range of emotion from actors such as Jessica Lowndes, Jake Weary, and Julianna Guill consisted of either dumbfounded panic or outright screaming at one another in a truly teenager-like fashion.
Their behavior made them so unlikable, it turned Altitude into one of those films in which you rooted for the monster (yes, there is a monster in the movie) to win and put the audience out of its collective misery.
Grade: D
Saturday, December 11, 2010
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