Treat fucking Williams.

127 Hours.
7/10. I think it comes down to Danny Boyle just kind of fucks around too much. He's got this kitchen sink style of making movies, where he wants to throw a lot of different things at us, but only sometimes are they interesting. He's got this great ability to create emotional crescendos, as with everything from the cutting onwards, and a handful of scenes beforehand, but he tries so many different techniques in the course of keeping it interesting that a certain amount of drama is lost.