Well, not quite tears; more shiny eyed dampness. On South Pacific.
Oh, the melodrama.
The devastation of industrial fishing.
The nobility of line-catching, a battle between equals.
The beautiful photography.
The smallness of humanity in the face of nature, yet the moronic juggernaut of modernity.
The passion of the Greenpeace boats against the evil over-fishers.
Oh. Just me then. I'll get my coat and go and have a lie down.