San Francisco is a one of a kind city. I fell in love with the spirit of the city long before I ever visited and once there fell in love with it all over again.
There are so many things about the city that people can associate with and although it is quite a bit of a tourist mecca there is much more to the life of the city than meets the eye.
It was in this spirit that I approached thiis film, having been referred to it on my last visit where I took an alternative route up and down from Coit Tower involving many, many steps.
The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill has a certain charm and naievete much like the city where it was shot. Perhaps San Francisco is the only city in the world where wild birds could bring about a career from nothing from a self-confessed Dharma Bum.
Beautifully shot with considerable care and obvious affection for each and every one of the subjects including the humans, this beautiful little movie is full of life and hope. If there was ever a spirit of the sixties it lives on in the tolerance the locals have for the birds and their admirers and perhaps there is a lesson for all environmentalists here in the faceof global warming.
It is a beautiful and at once a sad tale and throughout we come to recognise the individual birds almost as people with whom we share some growing up time.
If anything it is a film which celebrates the uniqueness of San Francisco and it's many inhabitants which makes it quite unlike any other city on this earth.