It's really a documentary about the lifecycle of Emperor penguins in the Antarctic. But I'm going to go along with the movie critiques and romantics who have described 'March of the Penguins', a Warner Independent and National Geographic film, as an "incredible story of courage, adventure, survival and love".
I saw the movie at my local cinema on Friday night. It was extraordinary in terms of photography and I've decided Emperor penguins are extraordinary. The male penguins hang around together through the Antarctic winter with nothing to eat for two months, temperatures -60 degree C, including through 160 kph blizzards, each with an egg cradled between their feet.
When the eggs hatch, the chicks then hang about on Dad's feet:
Except for the droning narration it was an excellent movie.