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#miracle in the andes
nerdside · 3 months
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“𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔.”
Society of the snow (2023)
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Enzo Vogrincic
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radioheadmybeloved · 3 months
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Agustin Pardella as Nando Parrado
Second portrait of the cast!
Os quiero
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livsoulsecrets · 3 months
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I just finished reading Nando’s book about his journey in the Andes and I highly recommend it for its honest retelling of those 72 days, and his personal experience dealing with them.
I wanted to share some quotes that truly made me appreciate his and Roberto’s friendship even more. He spares no words to define Roberto’s stubborn, competent and unique personality and that’s how you see they’re truly brothers.
��After seeing how Arturo and Rafael suffered at night as they lay on the floor of the plane (and bellowing at them fiercely to stop their pathetic moaning), Roberto spent hours the next morning fashioning the swinging hammocks that gave those two injured boys some relief from their pain. It was not compassion, exactly, that spurred him to do these things, it was more a sense of duty. He knew his gifts and abilities, and it simply made sense to him to do what he knew no one else could do.”
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“But more than anything I wanted him with me simply because he was Roberto, the most determined and strong-willed person I had ever known. If there was anyone in our group who could stand up to the Andes through sheer stubbornness alone, Roberto was the one. ”
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“Roberto was Roberto, on the field or off, and even in the middle of a hard-fought match, he refused to be told what to do.”
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It reassured me that Roberto was becoming his grumbling self again.
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“Roberto,” I said, “can you imagine how beautiful this would be if we were not dead men?” I felt his hand wrap around mine. He was the only person who understood the magnitude of what we had done and of what we still had to do. I knew he was as frightened as I was, but I drew strength from our closeness. We were bonded now like brothers. We made each other better men.”
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“Roberto stood beside me. I saw the fear in his eyes, but I also saw the courage, and I instantly forgave him all the weeks of arrogance and bullheadedness. […]
Roberto nodded. “You and I are friends, Nando,” he said. “We have been through so much. Now let’s go die together.”
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“He was forcing himself forward now through stubbornness and the sheer power of his will. As I watched him, I knew I had been right in choosing him as my traveling companion.”
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“But no one has been a better brother to me than Roberto Canessa, my partner in that long trek through the Andes.”
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“In that moment, neither of us trusted that we had any kind of future, but we did, and more than thirty years later I am proud to say that I am still best friends with Roberto, who has only grown more resourceful, more confident, and, yes, more hardheaded with the passage of time.”
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I tease him mercilessly about his ego, but I would not have him any other way.
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miracleintheandes · 4 months
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On this day in 1972, two helicopters arrived in the Valley of Tears, where the severed fuselage and 14 survivors waited for rescue
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Drawing by survivor Coche Inciarte
Nando and Roberto were shown maps and asked to point out where the rest of the survivors were. When they did, the rescuers said "That can't be it! That's all the way in Argentina! You couldn't have crossed the Andes on foot!".
But Nando and Roberto insisted they knew what they were talking about.
Nando was in one of the helicopters, otherwise the rescue team would not have been able to locate the wreckage (the white plane could not be seen from above in the snowy scenery). That took amazing bravery, given what he had just gone through. Weather conditions weren't the best, so the helicopters shook and swayed.
Not all 14 could fit in both helicopters, so Pancho Delgado, Antonio Vinzintín, Moncho Sabella, Bobby François, Gustavo Zerbino, Fito Strauch, Roy Harley and Javier Methol stayed behind with three mountaineers and a nurse. Due to the weather, they were only rescued on the 23d.
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from left to right: Fito, Gustavo, Bobby, Roy, Pancho and Moncho
Actual footage of the first group being taken care of in Los Maitenes:
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Footage of the first arrivals in Los Maitenes (pay attention to the survivors hugging, specially Nando and Carlitos tumbling to the ground <3):
Footage of the second group arriving at the hospital:
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iphigeniarising · 5 months
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With all the death and avalanches and starvation and cannibalism I sometimes forget just how young these guys were. And then I get blasted with something like this.
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Is there literally anyone else out there's who's into the story of Flight 571, the "Miracle in the Andes"? My irl friends are getting tired of hearing about it, but I need to yell about the Society of the Snow trailer!
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broodycrawdad35 · 1 month
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Society of the Snow (La Sociedad de la Nieve) (2024)
Behind the Scenes and VFX breakdown
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strangeandoff-putting · 3 months
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Gustavo Zerbino, guardian of memories
Gustavo's chapter is one of my favourite things about Vierci's Society of the Snow, and every time I read this part it rips my heart out.
I handed a piece of paper to Sergio, who was with the medic José Bravo, paper which I had torn out of a notebook where I wrote down the names of each person who had died, indicating the corresponding pile of bones for each name. I acquainted the mountaineers with the remains of all of them, so that if at some future date their relatives came here, each one would be able to find the remains of their son and take him home if they wanted. Sergio stared at me as though I had lost my senses. I was with them for two hours at the nose of the plane with that paper, explaining everything to them. I wanted someone else to know. [...] I knew that Nando’s mother and sister were on this side, along with Liliana Methol. I knew that for two reasons: because they might be food tomorrow and, if we were to get out alive, their families could take them back to Montevideo if they wished. I knew who was here, who was there, who was in between, each scattered in his own place. Sergio Díaz took my hand and said, ‘Thank you, thank you, Gustavo, but it doesn’t matter, it’s over, and you don’t need to worry any longer.’ He wanted to protect me, but I wanted to protect my friends.
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andrewckeeper · 3 months
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LIDMF AI + PHOTOSHOP "The Meat Society"
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traveling-song · 4 months
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Dear fellow Terrebus fandom who enjoy snow survival stories,
May I bring your attention the incredible true story of “Miracle in the Andes” and the insane impossible trek through the glaciers and mountains in the Andes done by Nando Parrado and Roberto Canessa on foot after surviving a plane crash in the middle of the mountain range. Talk about a rescue march for survival that took place only 51 years ago!
Be sure to check out @miracleintheandes for more info!!
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If you were stranded, like a Donner party situation. How would you prepare the poor schmuck who drew the short straw?
Real answer? Wait for them to die first. I've long been of the opinion that if I'm ever trapped in a Donner Party/Flight 571 situation, I'd give my fellow survivors permission to eat me after I died. I'm not using it anymore, they need it more than me. As morbid as it sounds, I want to establish this promise up front so nobody has to hem and haw over the morality of it as they slowly starve to death in the snow. I'm not gonna kill anyone for food, but if we came to an agreement before hand and they died early, then it's fair game. I never want someone to say "this is what he would have wanted" unless it is in fact what I would have wanted. If I die, eat me. Those Uruguayan rugby players were stranded in the Andes for ten weeks. The government search was called off early. Their parents were seeking the advice of psychic scam artists to find them. They had to make a difficult decision, and it ended up saving 16 lives. Nobody wants to think about this because it's very unlikely to ever happen, but for the poor few who find themselves in this situation I feel it would save a lot of time and stress to let it be known from the start that there's no shame in it, especially after all other options have been reasonably exhausted. You can only subsist on leather, seat cushions, toothpaste and lipstick for so long. It's not something to be enthusiastic about, but if it's the last resort, you do what you gotta do to survive, and no one can judge you for that.
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inktr3pid · 6 days
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Andes
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radioheadmybeloved · 3 months
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Matías Recalt as Roberto Canessa
I'm still alive. Just forgot that i had an account here lol
I loved this movie and i'm so grateful to have a great director as Bayona here in Spain.
Cried for 30 mins too.
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livsoulsecrets · 2 months
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I just finished Bobby François’ chapter in the Society of the snow book and it was one of the chapters I was most curious about, as he is one of the most reserved survivors.
Bobby states many times during his chapter his reasons for that and they’re completely valid. I wanted to share below some portions of his story, as it is not often the center of the discussion when it comes to the survival in the Andes:
“It wouldn’t have mattered to me if they had had to let me die because, deep in my heart, I was expecting that eventuality. I predicted that the hour would arrive when this had to happen because there was no food left, and perhaps it would be necessary to choose somebody. And I was an obvious candidate because I never did anything to deserve their protection. But they never did that. And I believe that it never even entered their minds to do it. […] And when I mention this to my friends today they roar with laughter. ‘Don’t be ridiculous, Bobby,’ they say to me. ‘You’re crazy! You must be drinking too much.”
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“It wasn’t that I didn’t want to do more, but that I could not. And not only did the group not cast me out, they never demanded more of me than what I could give. They took me into their hearts and gave me everything I needed.”
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“Daniel Fernández, who cared for me like a father, always says something that surprises me. He tells me that I, with what I said and with my indifferent attitude, made that atmosphere of high tension, when everybody was on the edge of insanity, more bearable.”
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“It’s evident that I suffered a deep depression in the Andes. […] I lost more and more interest in things; I had less will to live, to eat, to cover myself, to take care of myself.”
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“Moreover I know, all too clearly, that I owe my life to the group from the Andes. But what moves me more than anything that has ever happened to me is that not a single one of them has ever collected on that debt. More and more I am coming to believe that they don’t even feel that I owe them anything.”
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miracleintheandes · 9 months
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What is the “Miracle in the Andes”?
On October 12th 1972, a Fairchild FH-227D left Carrasco International Airport in Montevideo headed towards Chile. It was the Uruguayan Air Force Flight 571, chartered by an amateur rugby team called Old Christians. The plane carried 40 passengers and 5 crew members. Among the passengers were members of the team and a few of their friends and family.
The purpose of the trip was to play a friendly rugby match against a local team plus a short vacation of a few days in Santiago. Friends and family were brought along in order to fill the remaining seats on the plane, so that each ticket could be sold at a more affordable price.
As it turned out, the Fairchild would never reach its destination. After an unplanned layover in Mendoza, at the foothills of the Andes on the far west of Argentina, the plane departed for Santiago in the early hours of the afternoon of Friday 13th.
Caught in the middle of thick clouds and strong winds, the pilots miscalculated their position and began to descend when the plane had yet to cross the mountains, some of which were over 15.000 feet high.
The right wing crashed against a peak, severing the fuselage in the process. Subsequently, the same thing happened to the left wing. A handful of passengers and two members of the crew fell off the back of the plane and disappeared in the mountains.
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photo taken inside the plane before the disaster
What remained of the fuselage slid down the mountainside at just the perfect angle so as to not come undone in a million pieces. When it came to an abrupt stop, passengers were violently thrown to the front of the plane still attached to their seats. Several more died, some crushed instantly and others a few minutes or hours later due to their injuries.
Sixteen of those that remained beat all odds and survived for 72 days in the freezing cold with no food or water. This blog aims to share information about what is undoubtedly the greatest survival story of all time.
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