I liked it until the part he saw the head of his brother on the wall. That brought me to tears. I like they told the story from the view of man respecting nature. Not saying take away hunting. Notice the animals hunt and respect their kill in the movie. I don't think animals in the wild have some sort of ritual waiting for the kill to finish dying, but they do hunt to survive. Humans don't need to hunt to survive. We hunt for the food yes, but the sport and the trophy and I understand conservation, but I often think we get out of control. The thrill overtakes us and we lose control like with that poor elephant and his tusk. Or the head of the brother wolf. I cannot stop thinking about that. It just killed me to see that sweet guy on the wall. Yes, it is a story but is it really? How many have hunted an elephant or wolf and then looked at that trophy head on the wall and thought to themselves I wonder what they were thinking when I walked up on them and they were taking their last breath as I, the hunter hovered over them? I believe animals have souls and they can feel. That is why wolves live in packs. Not just because their is power in numbers but they are family. Lions, same thing. Many animals live in family or extended family units and you have to say ok, they have a bond to one another. When you have a bond you have feelings. When you have feelings then you must have something beyond flesh and blood.