The expression of the film is rich enough, including the cruelty of nature, the ruthlessness among birds, and the savage and warm people.
The feeling of flying side by side with birds is really different, and I love the gaze.
What they fly over is not another world without people and only magnificent natural landscapes in other documentaries, but the same world as us, a world profoundly changed by human beings, but no matter what we do to nature, in The birds appear to be just the backdrop for their migrations. Yet we all know that our influence on them is far greater. From this point of view, this is a story of a world without thieves—should we reflect on something while praising foolish perseverance?
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