'March of the Penguins'
Winner! Best Spiritual Documentary 2006
In the race for Best Spiritual Documentary,
there was no contest: Beliefnet's community and our panel of experts voted overwhelmingly for "March of the Penguins." The distant second-place winner for both groups was "Mad Hot Ballroom."
Below, you can read our panelists' debate about this film, or you can read what the Idol Chatter blogsaid about it
The second highest-grossing documentary ever (right behind “Fahrenheit 9/11”) also was easily the most inspiring documentary in recent memory. No one predicted that “March of the Penguins,” which documents a year in the lives of a community of emperor penguins in the Antarctic, would become celebrated for its depiction of the fragile yet intricate mating rituals of these magnificent creatures. Many conservative Christians as well as others in the religious community have pointed to the movie as an argument for Intelligent Design, and, indeed, it doesn’t seem as if there is anything random about the details of these penguins’ lives as they march across frozen tundra and make enormous sacrifices to fulfill their purpose to bring the next generation into the world.
A better title for this documentary, which broke box office records in its genre, might be "March of the Poor, Cold, About-to-Die Penguins." This subtle re-titling would alert potential viewers to the fact the movie they are about to see is not the inspirational story they might be expecting. Ostensibly the tale of emperor penguins' commitment to each other and their fight against all odds to bring their young into the world, "Penguins"--directed by the French filmmaker, Luc Jacquet, and narrated by the exceptional Morgan Freeman--is a brutal movie filled with the despair, tragic loss, and death which comprise the life of emperor penguins.
I suspected as I entered the theater to see this movie that, given its National Geographic affiliation, there were sure to be some animal fatalities in it, but never did I dream that every five minutes Morgan Freeman would be warning us of approaching storms and impending penguin peril. The film spares nothing, subjecting us to close-up footage of wailing parents who mistakenly crack their precious egg, literally smashing their hopes for offspring; baby penguins that freeze solid before our eyes; and adults who die in every imaginable way, including starvation, polar bear consumption, and your standard blizzard.
The film, after all, takes place over the course of a typical year in a penguin’s life--one filled with hardship, travail, lengthy familial separation, and ultimately, the threat of death, for both the adults and their fragile newborns. More so than celebrating the family nucleus itself (which only stays together for that one brief season), "March of the Penguins" provides an unblinking look at the cruel grandeur of Mother Nature, and by extension (or implication), God. Cynics like myself could make an argument for "March of the Penguins," charming as it may be, as an anti-spiritual film, one intended to rub believers’ faces in the harshness and brutality of the natural world. If we are going to anthropomorphize these penguins, turning them into tuxedo-clad, pint-size Ward and June Cleavers protecting the family hearth, it is equally valid to see them as penguin Beckett characters, wandering a blasted, empty landscape devoid of the parental protection of a deity, left to their own devices in a cruel, hostile world.