Mountains of Utah, late Sunday afternoon.
Three friends (Joe and Dan, childhood friends, and the latter's girlfriend, Parker) decide to take one last run on the ski slopes: since it's already closing time, it's almost dark and on top of that a storm is approaching, they have to convince (by bribing) the chairlift attendant to let them go.
He agrees, advising the three to return quickly, and then he is relieved by a colleague, whom he instructs to wait for the three to reach the top before closing the facility. Regrettably a few minutes later, three kids arrive on the slope, the guy thinks they are our heroes and stops the operation.
And where are our heroes instead? On the chairlift, of course, far away from the base and suspended over 10 meters from the ground. Since chairlifts are often subject to temporary "stops," initially, they find it amusing. A few minutes pass, the chairlift does not restart and indeed, all the lights on the slope go out: there's nothing funny now. Shouting does little. As luck would have it, it's a Sunday evening, and as luck would have it, the facility will not reopen until the following Friday.
The three ponder what to do: it's too high to jump down without getting (seriously) hurt. The facility towers (equipped with ladders) are equally distant. Panic sets in.
A few hours pass, the storm rages, a snowcat arrives. The kids scream desperately, trying to attract the attention of the guy who, as luck would have it, is called via radio and asked to turn back just a few meters before reaching them.
They realize they're screwed.
It’s unthinkable to stay on a chairlift for 5 days. Dan decides then that the only possible way is to jump down: he does it. The next day Joe, seeing Dan's failure, decides that the only possible way is to climb the cable, reach a tower, and descend via the stairs. He does it. None of them noticed that, among the assorted calamities surrounding them, there is an angry and very patient pack of wolves. Parker, seeing Dan's and Joe's failures, decides that the only way is to wait for a stroke of luck equal to or greater than the bad luck encountered so far. She does it.
The film is a thriller with a tendency towards horror, playing on a real and concrete fear. Needless to say, they asked for it, so everything that happens to them can also be seen with a cynical eye. The dialogues are awful. The film barely passes because it keeps you on the edge of your seat, and the element of suspense never fades. However, a small effort is needed to turn a blind eye (often two) to many elements:
And others. The only person who did not do anything truly useful to save herself (but also nothing really silly to get herself killed) ultimately succeeds. It may not be totally fair, but it is what it is and, like everything else, we have to accept it.
Good idea, tension always alive, could have been done better.