I just watched this today and thought it was a well-made documentary. Good job of alternating between Timothy Treadwell’s film of the grizzly bears, foxes, and scenery and the interviews with people who knew him or knew of him. Kudos to Werner Herzog.
That said, Treadwell is one of the most irritating people I have ever seen in any context. Here are just a few examples:
–his whiny, high-pitched, breathless way of speaking;
–his constant repetition;
–always telling every critter he sees, dead or alive, that he loves it and thanking it for being his friend [not that I have any problem with those who love nature and animals, but keep reading…]
–his obsession with the grizzly preserve and his perception of himself as some kind of savior;
–his failure to understand that lack of rain and dead animals are part of a natural process;
–putting his hands on fresh bear poop because…well, he loves it.
Some of the above got on my nerves so much that I had to fast-forward for a bit because I couldn’t bear (ha ha) to listen to him.
I don’t for one minute doubt that he was sincere in his appreciation of, and commitment to, these animals. But he just didn’t get it that being so close to them was probably doing them more harm than good. Not to mention the fact that he and his girlfriend wound up dead because he just didn’t know when to quit and had blurred the line between the bear world and the human world. Also, it’s never a good idea to put one’s finger right up to a wild animal’s mouth–in this case, it was a fox–because that is just asking for trouble. There is a reason why people are told to stay at least 100 yards away from the critters.
I do think he had some serious mental and emotional issues that should have been dealt with as well. He kept ranting and raving about poachers, and poaching wasn’t even a big problem in the national park where he was camping; thus, he seemed to be paranoid-delusional in his last months on earth. I think he was beginning to believe that he was himself a bear, and/or that the bears were a lot like us.
And now, I’m going to move my teddy bear off my computer table because it’s looking at me and I’m getting a bit creeped out.