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The son of renowned mountaineer Alex Lowe explores how his death in an avalanche shaped his own life in an absorbing documentary
When climbers die on the mountains leaving young families behind, they are frequently criticised for putting themselves in harm’s way. How could they be so selfish? That question feels judgmental to me, cruel even. But the person asking it in this National Geographic documentary is director Max Lowe, who was 10 in 1999 when his pioneering climber dad Alex Lowe was buried under an avalanche in Tibet. His body was not discovered until nearly 17 years later. His film is an emotional, tender and painful love letter to his father and family.
Max’s mum is Jenni, an artist who was left a young widow with three small boys when her husband died. She’s emotionally rock-solid, raising her sons as a tight unit. When she first started dating Lowe, she didn’t expect it to last. “He was a wild thing.” Long pause, then a confession. “That’s what I loved about him.” Lowe was rugged, good-looking, incredibly charismatic. The couple married, moved to Montana, had children. But he struggled to balance family life and climbing. Talking about that final expedition, Jenni says: “You couldn’t question his love for our family, but he chose to be there.” She doesn’t let him off the hook.
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