You know a movie is a good movie when you are hoping for the humans to be wiped out by a stray meteor so that the apes can be safe in the back of your head. (Yeah, yeah, I know that’s harsh) Dawn of the Planet of the Apes is such a movie.
A deadly virus has almost wiped out mankind, and Caesar and his evolving apes are living in relative peace and safety. Until they encounter humans. Things spiral out of control as Caesar tries to keep war from happening between the two groups. His effort eventually fail.
I think this movie is a good example of how hate is learned, and not a natural thing. One must either experience something to make them hate or they are taught. And Dawn of the Planet of the Apes is a good example of how hate destroys everything. You could think that ape Koba starts the war, and in a way you would be right. But his actions come from an intense hatred for humans. And his hate is so very understandable, because he was a guinea pig and experimented upon. He has learned to hate humans because of the actions of a few.
In fact, I would not find it hard to say that most of what goes wrong in this movie is the humans’ fault. Koba’s sabotaging, the virus, the fact that those who were immune for the virus were still dying, and the war. If man wasn’t so inclined to causing pain, suffering and grabbing weapons before thinking, none of this would have happened.
Freaking humans, man. (Of course, these are just my feelings after seeing the movie. I know humans are also capable of great things. But Dawn of the Planet of the Apes had this effect on me).
And a shout out to the CGI department and especially Andy Serkis for bringing the apes to life!