So finally a week after seeing Jane Goodall at Rollins College I got to see Chimpanzee, which Dr. Jane was promoting. Those of you who either know me or have read my work for awhile know that I'm a chimp girl...I wish I could just walk into the bush like Dr. Jane and sit and watch the chimps for a few years. They're amazing, riveting to watch, plus they don't talk. For someone who is so constantly surrounded by words that seems like an awesome oasis.
The scenes these cameras capture is jaw-dropping especially of the way the apes strategize to win battles or to hunt monkeys (seriously...it's like a football play) or comfort and teach each other. They're so stunningly like us: their dilemmas are just different, (like how to eat army ants without getting eaten by army ants). Not only is it profoundly moving to get to see our cousins so closely, but the images of the rain forest. the storms, fruits, mushrooms, waterfalls and other animals are hypnotic in their alien beauty.
So the movie is 100% worth seeing; unfortunately it's only about 75% worth hearing.
Echoes with John Diliberto and finally there were scenes, like plants that popped and emitted what looked like tear gas, that went unexplained. So there was chatter when you didn't want it and sometimes none when you did.
Those few distracting points didn't get in the way of the fact that it's a breath-taking and even haunting movie. I keep thinking about little Oscar and, like Dr. Jane, could sit and watch him all day long, especially on the big screen where the beauty and power of his world is brought into sharp relief.
Lucky me, though....my chimp watching gets to be done in the air conditioning.