Out in the wilds, an aged man tells his grandchildren a tale of his own youth. After his mother dies, his usually-absent father, whom he barely knows, takes him into these same wilds to hunt for a grizzly. They find a mother bear with two cubs. The hunters capture the cubs, but the grizzly captures the lad. Somehow, boy and bear bond and trek across the forest with dad and an Indian friend on their trail. After a while, the boy figures out where he and his new mother are going: toward her cubs. Rifles, dogs, hunters, bear, cubs, father, and son are headed for a rendezvous. Written by
A good movie, that should probably have been rated PG-13, in my opinion. There are some genuinely terrifying parts, bad language, and some violent and realistic fighting. It keeps you pretty close to the edge of your seat, for most of the film.
The family-relationship subplot was not very convincing, but otherwise an excellent film. I also found it confusing that the Grandfather made some comment about moving to England from Chicago, and as a child attended what appeared to be an English boarding school...but took the train out west to look for bears. Maybe I misunderstood something.
(One note: the bear is not Bart, but Ali Oop. I have submitted a correction to IMDb.)
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