Filmmaker Kathryn Bigelow’s vitally short film (Only 3 minutes: Watch it!) about elephant extinction and global terrorism.

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Filmmaker Kathryn Bigelow’s tense drama Zero Dark Thirty was one of the best films of 2012, if not the best film of that year and we’ve all been waiting to see what the director will tackle next.

Bill Maher introduced last night on his show an important, vitally important film which Bigelow directed a harrowing short film about elephant poaching called Last Days:  The film addresses two major concerns about the act: species extinction and global terrorism, and, yes, they are intrinsically linked.

 It’s a wonderful and appropriately disturbing piece of filmmaking, made all the more impressive by the fact that Bigelow is able to evoke such a visceral response in just three short minutes.

Watch the short film Last Days after the jump, and please visit lastdaysofivory.com to learn more about this terrible act.

Get involved.  Write letters.  Support grassroots causes that strive to keep this planet safe and sound. It takes a village.  Use your talents and passion to do something. Otherwise, why bother?





 For more on elephant poaching and Last Days, visit the following links:

http://www.lastdaysofivory.com/ https://www.thunderclap.it/projects/19685-lastdays

 Read more at http://collider.com/kathryn-bigelow-short-film-last-days/#DHIghMFawcHymMOQ.99

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