A community of apes is flourishing in the forests north of San Francisco, organized and thrifty endowed reactive brawn.
Humans must appease them to acquire a power source they need to continue growing and expanding, a power source lying within the ape's domain, war being an unpalatable option.
Unpalatable though it may be, both sides prepare for battle, while diplomatic agents attempt to harness cooperative wisdom, to the framework of a mutually beneficial future.
Peace and harmony reign for at least a solid three hours.
Before treachery incites.
Born of impenitent vengeance.
The film necessarily struggles to find its identity, as hostilities and passions obstruct the empowerment of conscience.
Perhaps it's too ape-centred for me, the wild productivity of the forest dominating the film's urban concentrations.
It points out that patience and understanding reside within the art of diplomacy, while focusing on how easily its designs are upset by spiteful infringements, the totality of objectification.
Which unleashes the violence of bedlam.
Crushing the foundation of dreams.
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