Seriously though my favourite on screen I have seen is Art Young in Alaska. There’s one shot from that film that always lurks in my day dreaming mind. A big horn sheep angling up some absurd piece of loose, coverless slope, Young appearing out of one of the hillside’s deep wrinkles and releasing. The sheep tumbles, dead and graceless down the hillside.
It is a scene so fantastic and exotic to me. Like something out of those old Boys Own Adventure comics. It’s a beautiful piece of cinema.