Ice climbing, art history, government shakedowns, nothing that Clint Eastwood or the characters he portrays should ever be associated with. The Eiger Sanction, naturally, offers all three in one tightly wound two-hour spectacle. Quite the heavy hand is needed to make this formation work, and although Eastwood sees himself stood in front of and behind the camera with such prominence once again, the feel of The Eiger Sanction is not at all startling or engaging. Dark pasts and new beginnings collide with inevitable force as Eastwood adapts something that feels rather similar to the workings of James Bond and Raiders of the Lost Ark. These are definite coincidences, but there is no shaking the feeling they create, and how poorly Eastwood adapts himself to it.