Risking injury and incarceration, an environmental activist disrupts the clear-cutting of an ancient redwood grove by sitting on a tiny platform a hundred feet up in the tree canopy. Already three years into the tree-sit when filming begins, AMONG GIANTS blends vérité cinematography with intimate personal reflection to remarkable effect.
This film was shot and edited in 2011, and a year later, the tree-sit ended as a victory for the tree-sitters (indybay.org/newsitems/2012/06/26/18716373.php) As of 2013, negotiations are still underway for the sale of the land, and the exact acreage is still being determined.
Huge thanks to “Farmer,” “Bingmouse,” “Amanita,” and the rest of the tree-sitters for allowing us to live with them and film their story. Learn more about their work, donate, and see what they’re up to now: efhumboldt.org
Oh sweet sparrow, leaves are falling As another day is gone. Wind grows colder and this coat Will not keep me warm. Oh sweet sparrow, won’t you fly to her And bring her home, Tell her flowers in the garden Wither where I stand alone. I embrace my pillow in my dream Mistaking it for her, Oh sweet sparrow, when we kissed, I’d run my fingers through her hair.
Sparrow’s sitting in his nest, With his wife and with his babes. Won’t be long before they fly Chasing spring to warmer seas. Oh sweet sparrow, I was robbed Of my true love and children dear. Won’t you take my love to them And tell them that I am still here. And I’m walking trapped in memories Of days when we would talk, Oh sweet sparrow, when the last leaf falls I’ll have to die alone.
