I don’t know if anyone here is a “Deadliest Catch” fan. I picked the series up sometime around Season 3, I think, and was hooked. It’s always been a great touchstone for my father and I, something we could kind of share our delights in when I call home, even if mom didn’t fully get it.
So of coursethe last two episodes have been particularly affecting for obvious reasons. But as I caught up with the final episode to feature Captain Phil Harris, I was struck not just by the emotion of the assemblage, but the masterful storytelling on display.
Truly, I would say this season, with its various dramatic strings forming a brilliant sort of structure, has quickly evolved as one of the most precise and graceful examples of documentary filmmaking I’ve ever seen. Unfortunate circumstances are largely responsible, but I couldn’t be more happy with the delicacy and vision the crew has brought to this series, right now, in this moment.