My family back in Oz still have WWD on VHS (wow, acronyms...), and it often gets an outing on rainy days - it really hasn't aged at all (though perhaps it seems that way in comparison to the poorer offerings available at present). I remember that even though I could identify the difference between the CGI and the puppet/animatronic close-ups, the quality of the narration and the scope of the thing made it really easy to suspend disbelief and enjoy the documentary - a far cry from programs like ... agh, I don't know the name, the one where this David Attenborough/Bear Grylls hybrid pretends to go back in time and capture prehistoric animals, bringing them back to his zoo and thereby "saving" them from extinction. It was just depressing and shallow and sad.
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Date: 2012-01-17 12:16 pm (UTC)