Director Danny Boyle sure knows how to move a film along…and with great style. In the hands of most other Directors, this film could have been a giant snoozefest (like Social Network). After all, most of the film takes place in the claustrophobic confines of a canyon crevice in a Utah desert. Granted, the original story by trapped climber Aron Ralston, which was superbly written, clearly paints a picture of breathtaking natural beauty which Boyle magnetically captured on film. But it could have been achingly dull. Instead, Boyle’s visual style with fast multiple cuts and image layering, brings a raw energy to the film which is tonally apropo. And the music is equally moving, hitting all the right notes from the splendor and majesty of nature’s beauty to the fun and funky lifestyle of independent, adrenaline-fueled spirits like Ralston. James Franco is simply a joy to watch in the role. Even though I know how the story ended (just like we all know how the Facebook-based Social Network story ended), I found myself rooting for Franco’s character from the very beginning. The amputation scene, starting with the cracks of the two bones in his arm which I actually found worse than the amputation itself, is what you’d expect, but I found myself so wrapped up in his struggle, that I wanted to do the job for him. That’s how good Franco is in 127 Hours.