Is it a good movie? This evening the Boy and I watched Grizzly Man. Yes, I've read tons about it and everyone seems to have the same opinion: "What the fuck was WRONG with this Timothy Treadwell guy?" That seems apparent to me. He was an unmedicated bipolar, living his summers in Alaska with very dangerous bears and not really getting how his relationship with these majestic animals completely and totally crossed the line.
I have a lot of respect for people that choose to live with wildlife. That people decide to give up their lives in the hope of protecting animals is not a bad thing at all. But when someone decides that he has a special communication and relationship with probably the most dangerous animal there is, and nobody steps in to say "honey, you might need to rethink your priorities" I get a bit huffy.
It's like that silly Britney Spears interview Matt Lauer did the other night. She has nobody looking out for her. She went on national television wearing a totally white trash slutty outfit, chewing gum, and making the excuse "we're country" as the reason for driving with her son on her lap. Maybe I'm a bigger sap than you are, but I feel sort of sorry for her that she has nobody advising her. Why isn't there someone saying "hon, we don't chew gum on TV" or "Hon, you don't want those giant nursing balloon boobs hanging out on national TV"? Why was she allowed to speak for herself without advisors helping her to craft better responses? She sounded dumber than Bush, and that's saying something!
So I don't get why someone didn't help Tim either. He had perfectly respectable parents who didn't seem to be remotely responsable for his mental health. They talked about his alcoholism and his brushes with drugs like it was just normal boy stuff. Meanwhile, their son is talking about how the bears saved him from drinking. Okay....
There seemed to be at least three or more women in his life, some claiming romantic relationships, others not, who appeared to understand his mood swings and his inability to rationalize his weird relationship with these very wild animals. Why didn't they find some help for him. When his doctor prescribed an 'antidepressant' according to one woman, he decided not to take it because he missed the highs and lows. Yeah, what adult untreated bipolar doesn't? The trick is to treat the illness before the highs get so entrenched that you need them to feel alive.
I dunno, maybe it's my own personal bugaboo with bipolar disease that gets me so upset and angry when I see a life wasted by the lack of intervention. I just don't get why parents let their children suffer with bipolar disease. I don't get why society still has such a stigma about medication that they prefer pushing biofeedback and additive free diets as better than proven medication help. I don't get why friends didn't try to intervene and say "you need help, Tim." And I certainly don't get why his girlfriend Amie Huguenard returned to Kodiak Island with him and died at his side, eaten by a rogue bear. I just do not get it at all.
I hated this movie. I loved the scenery and the wildlife, but I'm so freaking angry at the way Tim died. It all seemed so unnecessary. Such a huge waste. Stumble It! JBlog Me