You have prompted a great idea. We should make a dual documentary that intersects at the final scene. Documentary 1 follows the stingrays. Documentary 2 follows the whales. The ending scene of each documentary is the exact same.
A documentary following a food chain. Each time something gets eaten the narrator is just “well, i guess this is a _____ documentary now.” And resumes as if it were always about the current animal.
This is basically what David Attenburough does
Side note: I still have to skip past the walrus part of Planet Earth. I will ugly cry for an hour or more, and it will ruin my day. I’ve handled a lot of traumatic situations with stoic resolve, but for whatever reason, I cannot compartmentalize the walrus tragedy.
I love it. Where do we start at the bottom of the food chain, bacteria?
My Octopus Teacher fucked me up. If you’ve seen it you know what I mean
I watch documentary where fat man eat cow. But never see documentary where cow eat fat man.
Stingrays killed the crocodile hunter. I’ll watch them get eaten all day