Walking With Dinosaurs (1)

For male Americans who grew up between the years of 1945 and 1980, there was only one thing that tended to dominate their days — and it was not television, rock and roll, nor film. No, it was dinosaurs. I had a few dozen little plastic dinos, and I had quite a few books on them. A bit later came the space race, and astronomy was also a thing little boys dug (little boys, big things, and all). But always, always, there were dinosaurs — be it from visiting the natural history museums of big cities, watching assorted B films, reading books, playing with toys, or dreaming.

But, over the decades, much of the dreams changed; dinosaurs were discovered to walk differently than thought, birds were shown to be descendants of dinosaurs, the end of dinosaurs has come more into focus, some of the beasts were shown to be warm-blooded, to give birth to live young, and many other things. Thus, the images of dinosaurs that I grew up with — that of Charles R. Knight — was outmoded. Over a decade ago there was a great cable television series from the BBC that kicked off a cottage industry in speculative science, and it was called Walking With Dinosaurs. While I had heard of it, I had never been sufficiently motivated to go out of my way to watch it. But, I saw it, on DVD at a used bookstore for a song, and got it. I’m glad I did. After airing on the BBC in 1999, it aired in America in 2000 on the Discovery Channel. Its narrator is Kenneth Branagh, and the series is six half-hour episodes, and all six are on disk one of the DVD, as well as disk two having a 50-minute long making of documentary.