Jolt Country

Hey. Hey you Japanese people. Stop killing all those dolphins, I guess.

Provided you are totally down with the premise, and believe everything the "main character" (Ric O'Barry, former trainer for the TV show Flipper and now uber-activist against dolphin captivity) says, it's a good documentary, exposing this one little hidden inlet where a bunch of Jap fisherman just go all apeshit on a bunch of dolphins every day until the water runs bright red and the sea is filled with the cries of dying dolphins.

If you do NOT necessarily buy Ric O'Barry (and I will admit, his confession that Flipper "committed suicide in his arms" knocks his credibility level down and his kook factor through the roof), aren't willing to accept statistics without some context, or hate dolphins, you may not be quite as thrilled with it.

I fall somewhere in between, but my main question is, why do dolphins get all this special attention? It's the old joke about "dolphin-safe tuna". Not such a good deal for the tuna, eh?

The movie tries to make the point that they're special because they're smart and have an affinity to humans and they're cute and all that. But if we're okay killing anything that ain't smart and don't like humans, then I guess it's time to DROP THE BOMB ON CALTROPS LOLOLOLOL

Three (***) Stars

Will you write the Zodiac post, for fuck's sake, already?

And post some pR0n too

pinback wrote:Hey. Hey you Japanese people. Stop killing all those dolphins, I guess.

We need far more concern about Japanese Whaling; whales are in much worse shape than dolphins thanks to better management of tuna fishing to avoid exactly that, capturing dolphins in tuna nets. Or maybe we need to do something about all the harvesting of whales done in Las Vegas.

pinback wrote:Provided you are totally down with the premise, and believe everything the "main character" (Ric O'Barry, former trainer for the TV show Flipper

I have a story.

Back around 1967 when Flipper was a first-run TV show, my family was visiting a trailer park in Miami that was next door to the Ivan Tours studio, where Flipper was made. A lot of us would cross over into the studio lot to use the pool. I'm not sure what happened - I was about 6 years old then - but I fell in the pool. Apparently several people jumped in and grabbed me before I got in trouble.

I remember that they gave me a black cherry soda. That's when I discovered that I really like black cherry.

"...And I remember other things..." - Winter Snows, Winter Winds

A lot of us would cross over into the studio lot to use the pool.

Wilford Brimley, Don Ameche and uh, that crabby old guy that was married to Jessica Tandy used to cross over and use other peoples' pools. look what happened to them!



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AArdvark wrote:

A lot of us would cross over into the studio lot to use the pool.

Wilford Brimley, Don Ameche and uh, that crabby old guy that was married to Jessica Tandy used to cross over and use other peoples' pools. look what happened to them!

They got whisked away by illegal aliens to a magical fantasy land, just like Richard Dreyfuss in Close Encounters, and they didn't even have to help them Phone Home!

AArdvark wrote:(Hume something or other, I ferget)

Hume Cronyn, I remembered that one right off the top of my head.