Take
This post contains spoilers, I suppose. (I'm reminded of my old joke—spoiler alert: I left your fridge open!)
Here we go. This is a unique and engaging nature documentary, and one gets the feeling that a lot is left unsaid. It features a videographer (I think that's what he does) and marine conservationist who lives by the coast of South Africa, near a fecund kelp forest teeming with life. He's dealing with burnout, and perhaps a midlife crisis, and he responds by taking up swimming and free-diving in his front yard, making it a daily ritual. He brings a video camera, and apparently a drone, naturally. (It's hard to tell just how teched-out this all is, but the footage is quite good for something that feels homegrown compared to Planet Earth.)
At some point he encounters a common octopus, and he is fascinated, or perhaps captivated is the right word. One gets the sense his heartstrings were ripe for the tugging, and he seems to take on the mission of attempting to get closer to the creature, to make her comfortable with his presence, and to learn more about her life.
And what an amazing life it is! I think what most stands out to me about the octopus is the remarkable variations in her colors, textures, and shapes. Her ability to camouflage herself, at the drop of a hat at that, is impressive. Just watching her move around, hide from predators (pyjama sharks haunt these waters), and ambush prey is compelling viewing.
On top of this is the fact that she is highly intelligent. But it is a different type of intelligence from what we are used to; it feels more physical, more immediately reactive—and this is due in large part I imagine to the fact that she has a very decentralized nervous system, with some large percentage of neurons in her arms (which, we learn, can regrow completely).
The most impressive moment of the film is when she has to evade a particularly large and determined shark, and she uses a remarkable array of tools and cunning, including ink, quick bursts of movement, getting up and out on to the land briefly(!), contorting herself into crevices, and quickly gathering lots of shells around her to serve as a shield, and then, having defended herself and confused the shark, jumping and clinging onto its back—a safe space—until it is sufficiently befuddled that it gives up and swims away.
Afterthoughts
Crikey, I had more to say! I have a feeling these afterthoughts are going to be a mainstay—so much for my whole premise/promise of not demanding much of my time or yours. [UPDATE 3/14 @ 7:04pm: I've decided that going forward I will not be using afterthoughts to provide any additional "take" material, such as the below, as that defeats the purpose of this project. Rather, I will limit them to commentary or other meta-talk, or anything else of note that is decidedly not a take.]
But hey, just because I'm not on the clock doesn't mean I can't keep it brief. The main thing I didn't get around to addressing is the end (of the film). Early on it is disclosed that the common octopus only lives for about a year, and every time a new day of footage is shown, the number of days since the guy first met the octopus appears on the screen. Pretty soon we're into the 300s, and you start to wonder. But she has shown no signs of senescence, just continuing to go about her solitary but engaged life, hoodwinking both predator and prey.
I found myself wondering how such an intelligent creature could deal with being surrounded by such idiots (mammalian friend aside), and then we learn that her only encounter with a member of her species is the mating that leads to her death. Hundreds of thousands of her eggs are fertilized, and the demand on her body is overwhelming: she retreats into the back of her den and gives over all but her most vital bodily functions to providing for her young, which hatch and disperse along the currents, tiny octopuses serving as their parents' genes' lottery tickets. Those same currents drag the octopus' now threadbare and blanched body out into the open, where the scavengers begin to have their way with her, while she clings to life. It's a sad spectacle, and I was relieved to see a shark carry her away, only able to get the better of her with the deck so stacked. She kicked some serious ass.
Another angle of the film is how the guy's love of the octopus brings him closer to his son, who takes a growing interest in marine biology and conservation, and starts joining him on dives. One gets the impression that the octopus has taught him to better appreciate the wonder of nature and the transience of life.
"You're telling me an octopus fried this rice?! No wonder it's so good!"