Julian Carr, quite simply, drops the biggest cliffs ever caught on film. Cliffs that still put a pit in your stomach after the fourth or fifth time youve rewound the clip and watched a 29-year-old, 170-pound human sirloin from Salt Lake City fall hundreds of feet through the air into the snow below. This alone should be enough to score a place in the professional skier ranks, but we like Julian for another reason: hes way more than just a crash test dummy. Its one thing to launch ones meat off massive rock faces in search of fame and fortune; its another thing entirely to compete in freeskiing tournaments, star in movies, write poetry and magazine features, and live a generally awesome life in addition to your record-setting, cliff-hucking hobby. Julians a multi-talented guy who would clearly make it in this industry even without his addiction to lunatic air. Were just lucky hes got a screw loose, cause we love to watch him do his thingJulian Carr will talk to you calmly about snowpack, weight distribution, terminal velocity and angle of impact, and for a moment, you will actually believe he is not certifiably insane. However, the moment you see how he is applying this science, you will likely wonder two things:1) How did he escape from his straitjacket, and2) Who gave him a pair of skis?