Quick review and tribute to a railway engine
“These Indians in India are getting too big for their boots lately. Something needs to be done, and soon!” “I know! Let’s make a movie about remote forests, elephants, tigers, poor people, and throw in the usual binaries?” “Good idea, I know just the book, and just the right people.” “Great, thanks, would be wonderful if you could throw in some awards too? Will help ticket sales at those award functions.” And thus was - probably - born THE ELEPHANT WHISPERERS. The yellow food-grade plastic tank on top of the cement platform at the side of the elephant’s night shelter sets the trend for much of the rest of the movie. Even the Foreign Correspondents Club in Delhi, tasked mostly with taking photos of the naked mendicants sort, could not have done this better. Brilliant wildlife shots, it’s the selective choice of human habitats selected for their poverty, which make this documentary a dual play. Get the Euro-Atlantic crowd in for the exotica and the perception building of In...