Civilization: B+

Two football players crash-land in a snowy-range and must 'crawl' for survival in a tale of distances to ethics-descent.

A tale of inventive ethics inspired (loosely) by Alive (Ethan Hawke), but it's heavily drawn from the plot-story of the film too! 

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Amlan and Raki were intrigued by the notion of taking an Alitalia flight to Qatar for a post-Cup exhibition game for their cool international travel-team (football), a soccer team, but of course, as mod-Earth Facebook-fans knew, 'soccer' was called 'football' outside the USA (wow).

However, this height-tale ain't about football (or soccer!) but about survivalism and an invention in race-consciousness, for these two pals crash-landed in a snowy-range en-route to Qatar because of an engine-blowout requiring a desperate measure to assure some kind of survival hope, and they were among the 50% survivors-list on that passenger-flight.

AMLAN: We're gonna freeze, and this was football field.

RAKI: Relax, Amlan; this ain't a faerie-tale, but at least we're alive!

AMLAN: You said it; but I need time to restore my damn soul, Raki.

RAKI: I need your alliance/language(s); this other survivor claims he's Jesus.

AMLAN: Great, an Alitalia traveler who might offer us multiplied fish!

RAKI: Stay cool...we need to find the right tones of motivation (for Alitalia).

AMLAN: Good (bureaucracy fine).

Well, this oddball passenger, certainly knocked into a state of insanity post-crash in those snowy-mountains, a Mr. Harold Tumi, insisted to the other survivors he was Jesus and offered a 'cool' method of action, to eat the bodies (flesh-and-bone) of the dead corpses, after cooking the meat-up, to survive. Wow, Amlan wondered if they'd crashed into the Twilight-Zone of Hell (now). Raki stayed calm and tried to restore his poor-buddy's senses of control, which ironically began to retake shape (for all the survivors!).

RAKI: I fear this Tumi-guy's plotting to bloody-murder us (for food).

AMLAN: Yes, I think he doubts any sanity to do otherwise but eat and die.

RAKI: Can't blame him...there's a 'sense' of a nearby snow/ski town, Amlan.

AMLAN: I say we volunteer to trek...and take this 'Cut-Man' with us, Raki.

RAKI: Alright, but be prepared to negotiate for this perhaps nearby town.

AMLAN: Alongside Mr. Harold Tumi (cool Facebook joke!).

Well, Amlan and Raki and Mr. Harold Tumi darted through that hellmouth-snow range post-crash after reviving their natural-health as best they would or could and conversed along the path and made for stranger character discovery, as Tumi relayed his 'claim' he was a reborn 2nd or 3rd Jesus with a method of creating an overall 'evolution' IQ plan to have the entire race convert to a systematized antisocial plan of populations-control through the eating of human flesh and the drinking of rat-blood.

TUMI: We'll christen this Revolution with media imagery of overground anarchy.

AMLAN: Seems to us, Mr. Harold Tumi, this trek's gotcha in 'evasion' cinema.

TUMI: Something dystopian...for flare-direction.

AMLAN: When we get to civilization, I'm sure you'll find a scholarship.

TUMI: For horror-cinema (arts!).

RAKI: So, I'm using this comics-avatar to cast a light on our old guest-pal.

AMLAN: Tumi's a classic brand of stranger --- Pied Piper of Hamelin (wow).

RAKI: We made it out alive, Amlan.

AMLAN: This 'Cut-Man' comics-adaptation avatar for your tale's ratiocinative.

RAKI: Good (bureaucracy).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)