Danny Boyle’s latest film premieres in New York

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Following on from the massive success of Slumdog Millionaire, Danny Boyle’s latest film 127 Hours has premiered in New York.

Slumdog scooped up 8 Oscars at the Academy awards including the gong for best film and best director, propelling Boyle from renowned film maker to Coen Brothers level in regards to reputation as a film maker.

He has followed his success with a relative obscurity, 127 Hours a survival film that mainly follows one character as he tries to overcome adversity. The film has been receiving some great reviews following its festival screenings, whilst already hinting at some possible future notoriety. Though not a violent film, it contains some of the grizzliest sights in movie history.

Based on a true story, the film follows on in the tradition of some recent survival/wilderness films such as Into The Wild and Touching the Void, films that were successful for putting through an endurance test akin to the one befallen to the protagonist.

Boyle’s film stars James Franco who has steadily been building his reputation, picking challenging roles in decent pictures. We have seen him play Harvey Milk’s lover in the Gus Van Sant biopic Milk and is soon to star as Alan Ginsburg in the movie Howl.

127 Hours is another film to contribute to his reputation as an actor of substance. A daring role to pick relying on the star to appear by himself for large spates of time, and also a very revealing and honest role, I won’t spoil it for you.

Yet what most people have been talking about is the raw details of a make shift self performed operation.

Whilst with his arm under a boulder, our protagonist eventually comes to the stark conclusion of having to cut himself out by removing himself from the boulder by detachment.

At advanced screening audience members have been known to pass out from the detail of the operation, with stringy tendons being severed et al.

3 passed out at the Toronto Festival, among them a television producer well used to the conjury of the film industry, it’s not real but that doesn’t matter.

Among all the torture flick and violent mutilation picture it seems 127 Hours has had more fainters than any of them. The irony being that the film has no intention to make audience members pass out.

So is this good marketing for the film? Perhaps it will sway audience members who were previously destined to the latest Saw or whatever horror, but it is something likely to put off the more squeamish viewer.

However with every new fainting the film gathers a little more notoriety, with each pass out acting as its own strange accolade, serving the films place in the cinematic history books.

Last week saw it’s New York Premiere. New York is one of the great towns of cinema with fans staying at apartments for rent in New York, hoping to catch a glimpse of the stars.

Franco turned up rather late to the premiere but nonetheless managed to charm, his way through.