I'm watching "Grizzly Man" on the Discovery Channel right now.
And there can be no other reaction to this flick other than Timothy Treadwell was a kool-aid chugging wackjob of monumental proportions.
I mean this guy was straitjacket material.
You cannot watch this film and come to any sort of romanticized conclusion about Treadwell (which wasn't even his real name.)
He was seriously gone.
Highlights from the film....he researched a small town in Australia to get enough details so he could pass himself off as an Aussie, complete with horrendously fake accent.
The film makers interviewed a "friend" of Treadwell's who didn't learn until after he'd been eaten by grizzlies that Treadwell wasn't really an Aussie.
He was oohing and aahing over fresh, warm bear poop, touching it with his hand, practically worshipping it because it had just been inside a bear that he loved, and it was part of her, and still warm. It's part of her. It just came out of her. It was inside of her, he coos over and over as he caresses the bear crap.
His phsycial actions in his videos lead my lovely wife to alternately say "He's crazy" and then, "He's got to be on something in that shot."
The film maker and narrator of the documentary Werner Herzog, does a rather revealing voice over in one scene of Treadwell mourning over the forequarters and head of a fox kit killed and eaten by wolves.
Herzog says something along the lines that "Incredibly, the only conclusion that one can come to is that Treadwell failed to realize that predators were part of nature, as he saw and idealized vision of nature, with everything in balance and harmony."
Treadwell shot another clip of himself caressing the paw of a bear cub, killed and eaten by a male bear. The paw is basically the only part left.
Treadwell mourns over the bare skull of another young grizzly eaten by other starving bears because the salmon weren't running enough. So Treadwell tried to dig out the stream so the salmon could get upstream so the bears would stop eating each other.
While people associated with Treadwell have tried mightily to lionize Treadwell, and paint him as some sort of pure-hearted, possibly misguided romantic nature boy, this film debunks this set of images completely.
He was a far-gone nutcase of the first magnitude.
Now, the film maker is showing the parts of Treadwell's own film clips that show his "increasing paranoia."
Now there's a clip of Treadwell flipping off the camera, and screaming "F-you" at the Park Service people who tried to work with him and help for 13 years.
Watch this documentary to see what kind of nut job Timothy Treadwell really was.
It will blow your mind.
hillbilly
And there can be no other reaction to this flick other than Timothy Treadwell was a kool-aid chugging wackjob of monumental proportions.
I mean this guy was straitjacket material.
You cannot watch this film and come to any sort of romanticized conclusion about Treadwell (which wasn't even his real name.)
He was seriously gone.
Highlights from the film....he researched a small town in Australia to get enough details so he could pass himself off as an Aussie, complete with horrendously fake accent.
The film makers interviewed a "friend" of Treadwell's who didn't learn until after he'd been eaten by grizzlies that Treadwell wasn't really an Aussie.
He was oohing and aahing over fresh, warm bear poop, touching it with his hand, practically worshipping it because it had just been inside a bear that he loved, and it was part of her, and still warm. It's part of her. It just came out of her. It was inside of her, he coos over and over as he caresses the bear crap.
His phsycial actions in his videos lead my lovely wife to alternately say "He's crazy" and then, "He's got to be on something in that shot."
The film maker and narrator of the documentary Werner Herzog, does a rather revealing voice over in one scene of Treadwell mourning over the forequarters and head of a fox kit killed and eaten by wolves.
Herzog says something along the lines that "Incredibly, the only conclusion that one can come to is that Treadwell failed to realize that predators were part of nature, as he saw and idealized vision of nature, with everything in balance and harmony."
Treadwell shot another clip of himself caressing the paw of a bear cub, killed and eaten by a male bear. The paw is basically the only part left.
Treadwell mourns over the bare skull of another young grizzly eaten by other starving bears because the salmon weren't running enough. So Treadwell tried to dig out the stream so the salmon could get upstream so the bears would stop eating each other.
While people associated with Treadwell have tried mightily to lionize Treadwell, and paint him as some sort of pure-hearted, possibly misguided romantic nature boy, this film debunks this set of images completely.
He was a far-gone nutcase of the first magnitude.
Now, the film maker is showing the parts of Treadwell's own film clips that show his "increasing paranoia."
Now there's a clip of Treadwell flipping off the camera, and screaming "F-you" at the Park Service people who tried to work with him and help for 13 years.
Watch this documentary to see what kind of nut job Timothy Treadwell really was.
It will blow your mind.
hillbilly