In the heart of the American Midwest lies a spectacular landscape – the Badlands. At first glance, this natural wonder seems ravaged and barren – a hostile place to live.
But in between towering pinnacles, the elements have carved out rich grassland arenas full of life. This is one of the last remaining outposts of the prairie dog. Once, they lived across the Americas and numbered over five billion. Today, they have been decimated to just two percent of that. Driven from ever-growing human populations and poisoned by ranchers, this exiled community is like a group of grizzled prospectors determined to survive off the land.
But the prairie dogs aren’t alone. In the heat of spring and summer, the Badlands become a boomtown. Other animals are drawn to the prairie dogs keen to exploit, steal and scavenge their riches. By day, howdy owls chance their luck by thieving the prairie dog burrows to raise their own chicks; by night, black-footed ferrets, with eye-patches like bandits, launch raiding parties to hunt down prairie dog young. Once a year, like drunk cowboys smashing up a saloon, giant American bison can trample in the prairie-dog burrows as they fight to attract a mate. When the prairie dogs aren’t busy trying to survive the carnage – or run their enemies out of town – they make the most of the lush grasslands and occasional rains to raise families of their own, often fighting amongst themselves over the best patches of land.
Badlands is a place where savage beauty is born from harsh extremes. To the Lakota Native Americans it was called Makhosica, which means “bad land,” and the first French Canadian fur trappers knew it as “Les Mauvaises Terres a Traverser” which means the Hard Lands to Cross. Today, there’s a new, sinister arrival lurking in the grasslands of America’s great wilderness: the plague. Like an invading army it is marching through the Badlands and could wipe out 90 percent of the prairie dog town. An ecological wilderness is under siege and there’s no way of knowing which animals will survive.
Those that do will face the rigours of winter: the town will be hidden under an icy blanket of snow and plummeting temperatures will drive some inhabitants away and others underground. A boomtown will be transformed into a ghost town. At least until the sunshine returns again…
A production of Terra Mater Factual Studios and National Geographic Channel in association with Smithsonian Networks produced by Mike Birkhead Associates Ltd.
Written and directed by Mike Birkhead
Executive producers: Ivo Filatsch, Sabine Holzer
1 x 53, 4K,
5.1 and Stereo
WIFF - Woodpecker Film Festival 2017 (New Delhi, India): Best Film Award (Category: Environment: jury mention)
*** Nominations ***
IWFF - International Wildlife Film Festival 2018 (Montana, USA): Nomination (Category: Environmental)
FIFA - Festival International du Film Animalier d'Albert 2018 (Albert, France): Nomination
Mountainfilm Graz 2017 (Graz, Austria): Nomination
MAFF - Matsalu International Nature Film Festival 2017 (Lihula, Estonia): Nomination
FINN - International Nature Namur Festival 2017 (Bois-de-Villers, Belgium): Nomination
Sondrio Film Festival 2017 (Sondrio, Italy): Nomination