Gorillas in the Mist (1988)

I was the first born and mom and dad really didn't believe in censorship growing up, as a result I saw a lot of movies that are probably inappropriate for my age. Most of the time I can honestly say that they had no real effect on me...

...but the parts of this movie traumatized me as much as Bambi and Old Yeller.

I just recently tried re-watching it, and had to shut it off because I remembered what was coming. Poachers.

I'm almost 40, I can watch truly horrific movies where humans are harmed in the worst possible ways, but I still can't make it through Gorillas in the Mist.

However, what I can watch I always like. I firmly believe that (aside from the Alien movies) this is one of Weaver's absolutely best roles. That being said, if you can sit through it, bully for you, it is worth it.

"Gorillas in the Mist" is a very worthwhile film and it perfectly highlights Dian Fossey's occasionally groundbreaking work. She actually managed to integrate herself into the mountain gorilla community - this results in some superb shots of the mountain gorilla in its natural habitat and it is genuinely difficult to differentiate between what could possibly be mechanical special effects and the real great apes - and it soon begins to seem as though her gradually all consuming work supersedes many other aspects of her life (she even begins to refer to the gorillas and the mountain they live on as her own) and she willingly sacrifices a blossoming romance with the photographer Bob Campbell in order to stay on the mountain with the gorillas to study them. Dian Fossey achieved recognition through her work and this film ends with the fact the gorilla population continues to multiply as the enduring spirit of her accomplishments lives on, but this coda is juxtaposed with the sobering knowledge that her untimely death remains a mystery.