Clinging to the scree of a Tibetan peak, at an altitude of about 5,000 ft, the famend nature photographer Vincent Munier faculties author Sylvain Tesson within the artwork of “the blind” on this stirring documentary. This entails hunkering down, ready and hoping for a glimpse of the elusive snow leopard. For Tesson, the expertise is profoundly non secular, as evidenced by his extremely decorative narration: “Prehistory wept,” he says at one level, “and every tear was a yak.”
Whereas Tesson’s voiceover is not going to be for everybody, it’s unattainable to not be moved by the cinematography, which captures the magnificent indifference of the pure world in triumphant widescreen – posturing stags, huffing steaming challenges at one another; surly bears eyeing their human stalkers; fat-faced Pallas’s cats terrorising small rodents. A stunning, natural rating from Warren Ellis is the thread that anchors Tesson’s considerably hifalutin tangents to the stark drama of the panorama.
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