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Climbers race against time, the elements, and each other for the glory of The Last First: Winter K2

A rare unachieved mountaineering feat lures a motley crew in this dramatic, harrowing documentary.

Climbers race against time, the elements, and each other for the glory of The Last First: Winter K2

Just as the prevalence and clarity of satellite imagery has cleared the magical uncertainty from the obscure corners of the globe, so too have the highest points of the world lost some of their unattainable luster thanks to the forward march of technology and commercialism. Once synonymous with the impossible, Mt. Everest has been a high-priced tourist attraction for decades. There are so few first ascents left of the major mountains, many of these left unsummited out of respect for the religions and cultures of those living around them, that extreme mountaineers are left pushing their goal posts further and further into danger, looking for some way to make their mark on history long after the Golden Age Of Alpinism has ended. At this intersection of human striving, late capitalism, and the films that toe the line between recording and exploiting these adventurers, The Last First: Winter K2 compellingly documents the disparate parties pursuing the final frontier for extreme mountaineering.

If you were thrilled to get sweaty palms throughout Free Solo, The Last First: Winter K2 will make your blood run cold. Amir Bar-Lev’s documentary, tracking the COVID-driven rush to summit K2, the world’s second-highest peak, in the winter—because summer is for cowards—The Last First locks three interlacing narrative ropes into its tight carabiner: One follows three friends, Icelander John Snorri Sigurjónsson and the Pakistani father-son team of Ali and Sajid Sadpara; a second sees the arrival of an expedition of Nepali Sherpas led by the brash Red Bull-sponsored celebrity Nirmal Purja; and a third arises with a large group of ill-prepared novices who paid a company to get them to the top. All these climbers are all brought together in part by the practicalities of the era: In 2021, adrenaline junkies had little to climb but the walls due to lockdown mandates, and Pakistan had just thrown open its borders. 

That means that John Snorri and the Sadparas, whom Bar-Lev seems to have been initially working with, quickly saw their small venture become a race; a two-tent base camp became a small city. It also means that The Last First quickly moves from a more typical mode, where ominously vague talking heads and terrifyingly specific on-the-wall footage tell the straightforward story of a single climb, to something more shaded and relatable for those of us more likely to be sitting on the couch watching a movie about mountains than actually climbing one. It helps that seemingly everyone attempting the climb was equipped to contribute to the documentary—everyone has a GoPro and an iPhone; half of them hired their own cameramen. This adds yet another layer of insight to the film: Even when people die, and they do die, there are always a few people standing around, phone in hand, recording the body. It’s just one more thread—the connection between the burning modern desire to be an influencer and the ease with which a corporation, Seven Summit Treks, is able to attract clueless customers—adding uneasy depth to the adventure.

Those expecting them will still find the requisites of the genre. Harrowing nature footage—striking images of avalanches, murderous winds, and gloves careening down into the void, detached from the climber who plummeted ahead of them—and an expert’s rundown of the mechanics behind the climb make it as accessible and disturbing as these films come. But the same things that make Bar-Lev’s movie better than this also gum up its pace; just as too many climbers clogged up K2, their stories clog up The Last First. Ali’s complex relationship with the Pakistani government, the Sherpas’ desire to summit K2 as a matter of national and ethnic pride, a shoehorned love story—cobbled together from all these personal details, the narrative can get over-busy, especially when some contributors, like filmmaker Elia Saikaly, are allowed to go too long on their pet angles (like the corporate malfeasance of Seven Summit, or the scandalous rumors surrounding the Nepalese team). 

It’s no wonder that this particular winter led to so many stories, but putting undue focus on some, especially when the film structures and withholds some of its information into a narrative form that feels as coy and low-rent as some Netflix true-crime, freezes up whatever tears might well up from becoming invested in any one climber’s journey. Yet, the meatheads and daredevils and pay-to-play lookie-loos form a representative and affecting unit, a group that helps illuminate the desperate, shared hunt for purpose and importance at the end of history. Taken as a whole, the faction-shattered drama between exploited tourists, reckless experts, proud pros, and the unforgiving mountain is as brutal and clear as ice.

Director: Amir Bar-Lev
Release Date: October 2, 2026 (Apple TV)

 
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