The latter wins.
Not to mention the ingenious shooting techniques,
the various twists and turns at risk of life, the
huge sums of money and five years of close-up shooting, and
the fit of Steven Price's composition.
I only say that a documentary should not be edited artificially.
Nor should the voice-over dominate the rhythm of the entire documentary,
or even forcefully guide the pictures into a story.
Man-made subjective, too terrible.
The third episode of The Hunt begins with a sense of sight, oppression, and compactness.
Since I was a child, watching the animal world, watching the wild weekend, watching Discovery, there is not much perception except cognition.
And The Hunt, unlike the others, and triumphantly, is the connection between the animals and the audience it documents.
I intuitively felt the fragility of life, the imminence of death, the race, bloodthirsty, and rank.
Great work is that, even if it is fictional, it can connect with the viewer.
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