Film

Cliffhanger

Name: Cliffhanger
Genre: Action, Adventure, Thriller
Released: 1993
Cast: Sylvester Stallone, John Lithgow, Michael Rooker, Janine Turner, Rex Linn

Stallone at his most physical: a big, brutal, R-rated survival-action picture that treats the Rockies as a co-star and a threat. Ropes snap, bodies fall, John Lithgow sneers magnificently as the villain, and the practical stunt work still looks genuinely dangerous. Pure 90s meat-and-potatoes thriller for anyone who wants their popcorn served with actual vertigo.

TMDb rating

6.5

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