BUT WHERE IS CHUMY?

Granted, Angelo d'Arrigo flew a hang glider over Mount Everest. Neat. He also made an effort to re-introduce a disappearing native eagle species, the Steppe Eagle, to it's natural habitat. I'll give him those two... they're good things. The hang glider was even pretty dramatic; broken tow-rope and going "missing" for three days, etc. My complaint is that he made a movie about it. And that the movie's narration and cinematography were more over the top than his hang-gliding stunt. You can get a feeling for the visual look and feel by pondering the image to the right. Is he going to kiss the eagle on the beak? Are they secret lovers? It can't be true... until you hear this narration:

Flying with the eagle brings about a strong and indescribable feeling.

Now look at the picture again. Do you get what I'm selling here? At the point that Chumy (pronounced 'chew-mee') DIED from an undiclosed virus we were laughing too hard to feel bad for him. It's true that we will burn in hell (or whichever penalty you feel is appropriate), but damn it was funny. Telluride Film Festival on the road at Hampshire College to benefit the Hampshire Outdoor Programs.