Saw the interesting documentary "March of the Penguins" tonight. It's about the Emperor Penguins of Antartica and their 70 mile journey from the sea (where they eat) to their breeding grounds. (That's a lot of little penguin steps.)
It's quite a testament to the instinct of survival -- taking place amongst some of the most hostile weather in the world.
The cinematography is amazing and beautiful. But the filmakers go a little over the top when they describe the penguins mating habits (they are monogamous for a year) as "love." It's ridiculous to ascribe human emotions to animal behavior.