This biographical film, based on the 1998 memoir of the same name, tells the story of celebrated travel writer Bill Bryson’s middle-aged hike of the Appalachian Trail. Not having read the book, I am in no position to compare the two, but the film as a standalone is a sentimental adventure of self-discovery and the willpower to survive and conquer.
Bryson (Robert Redford), recently retired, decides to trek the 3 541km of America’s unspoiled and rugged countryside from Georgia to Maine. The only person willing to join him on the trip is his long lost friend and former alcoholic Stephen Katz (Nick Nolte). He is neither fit in body nor mind for such an expedition but, nonetheless, takes the challenge.
The set about their journey, but soon grasp the difficulty of their task. There’s no turning back now.
The hiking partners hardly see eye-to-eye and it takes a little “accident” for them to learn to work together if it means returning home.
They have a great chemistry but, apart from that, the film drags from A to B and lacks any real charm.