The exuberantly composed and furiously performed scenes play out, in bars and streets and beds and bathrooms, at the perilously measured pace of a tightrope walker dancing over the abyss, and the three actors lurch and shamble with the vestigial grace of the athletes these commuters once longed to be.
Up in the Rockies, Gabe Walker (Sylvester Stallone) and his friend Hal Tucker (Michael Rooker) dangle over an abyss, while the director, Renny Harlin, speeds up the editing until we giggle with nerves.