what haunts me is that in all the faces of all the bears that Treadwell ever filmed, I discover no kinship, no understanding, no mercy. I see only the overwhelming indifference of nature. To me, there is no thing as a secret world of the bears. And this blank stare speaks only of a half-bored interest in food. But for Timothy Treadwell, this bear was a friend, a savior.
Although these words came from the documentary - <Grizzly Man>, to some extent, I do feel the same way. Maybe sometimes when we share the same feeling with the movie, we do can not separate reality and imagination.
