A family on a ski holiday in the French Alps find themselves staring down an avalanche during lunch one day...
Just out - looks interesting. ;-)
The avalanche just initiates the plot, I guess. The review I read (I think in the New Yorker) said that the avalanche hits the resort, and as it blasts toward the terrace, everyone runs -- but the wife is the one who rescues the kids, while the husband, whom everyone regards as a likable, manly guy, rescues his cell phone. This creates psychological complication.
The guy's on BBR's, so it's obviously not a serious ski movie. ;-)
Saw it yesterday, and liked it a lot. It's not a ski movie, but a family vacation provides the backdrop, and there are some beautiful shots of skiing in the Alps. It's a film about different people handling fear and feelings. It's mostly quiet, slow-paced, introspective, very European. On a cold, grey, rainy winter day I found it a perfect respite from all the mind-numbing, quick cut, ADD fistf**kification our "culture" serves up daily. If you're willing to sit back and tap in it's quite good - at least I found it so.
If that's the case, were I you I would either give up on ski vacations or leave the wife at home.