The film March of the Penguins
The film March of the Penguins, was a very heart warming, loving, sad, story. I realized by watching this movie that penguins live a very hard life, not only in the water but on land as well. Also, that there is evident of complete devotion to taking care of their chicks. The nine months they spend facing server climate, predators, starvation, loss and definition of certain things is something that should never be taken likely. In the movie, certain scenes really got to me in a pensive, respectful way.
When I watched the march, which gives the title justice to the movie, it was the first thing that caught my attention. I was amazed at how far they had to walk and how different ways they proceed by either waddling or slidding on their bellies. During a scene where they were walking in the distance, it struck me how human they looked. Their black suits to me looked like to me the outlines of grown men. And I had this realization of that these could possibly be the humans the narrator talked about that once lived here, in the shape and form of the penguins at certain times. It really amazed me.
A sad part which got to me was when some of the eggs were lost. It was so sad seeing the parents lose their unborn child to the frost of the snow. Also, the scene where the mother lost her chick to the harsh winter. I could understand, yet not fully, how sad she must have been. To still have the urge to take care of her child and have it gone must have been overwhelming. Especially, when, their bond was developing.
There was one part where I was amazed to see the baby penguins be so mischievous and full of life. I knew some might not make it, but just knowing that they still had a lot of things to explore was funny as I watched them learn about their surroundings, how to stay warm in a group, defend each other in a pack and their predators. It really was amazing. The time spent with family was a lovely scene and reminded me how animals can have feelings as well, just like humans. We just need time to stop and realize that.
When I watched the march, which gives the title justice to the movie, it was the first thing that caught my attention. I was amazed at how far they had to walk and how different ways they proceed by either waddling or slidding on their bellies. During a scene where they were walking in the distance, it struck me how human they looked. Their black suits to me looked like to me the outlines of grown men. And I had this realization of that these could possibly be the humans the narrator talked about that once lived here, in the shape and form of the penguins at certain times. It really amazed me.
A sad part which got to me was when some of the eggs were lost. It was so sad seeing the parents lose their unborn child to the frost of the snow. Also, the scene where the mother lost her chick to the harsh winter. I could understand, yet not fully, how sad she must have been. To still have the urge to take care of her child and have it gone must have been overwhelming. Especially, when, their bond was developing.
There was one part where I was amazed to see the baby penguins be so mischievous and full of life. I knew some might not make it, but just knowing that they still had a lot of things to explore was funny as I watched them learn about their surroundings, how to stay warm in a group, defend each other in a pack and their predators. It really was amazing. The time spent with family was a lovely scene and reminded me how animals can have feelings as well, just like humans. We just need time to stop and realize that.
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