I can't wait to see this documentary...
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The movie begins with a poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Pied Beauty
Glory be to God for dappled things
For skies as couple-coloured as a brindle cow
For rose moles all in stipple upon trout that swim
Fresh fire-coal, chestnut falls, finches wings,
Landscape plotted and pieced
Fold, fallow, and plow
And all trades
Their gear, and tackle, and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange
Whatever is fickle, freckled, who knows how?
With swift, slow, sweet, sour, adazzle, dim,
He fathers forth Whose beauty is past change.
Praise Him.
Who ever said we were all supposed to be the same?
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