So Jean Pierre Dutilleux's film was definately not from 1976, since by his website the tribe was only discovered by whites in 1993, and he mentions
the new millennium. The equipment is obviously quite recent too.
Well, he found a clan that hadn't met whites within the tribe.
He left with a lucrative trophy film, and they now have nothing.
How touching.
Here is more BBC footage of a self-styled explorer who pays cash to meet uncontacted New Guinea tribesmen, and is left wondering whether the former
tennis star who now offers such "tours" for a living has ripped him off.
Not quite sure who the annoying idiot is this time, but it looks a lot like Mark Anstice, who also lived with the Mek and Kombai tribes in "The
World's lost Tribes".
While entertaining, it's a terrible series, where Mark and Olly look exhausted, and carelessly offend the natives at almost every turn.
They should be ashamed, especially when they dropped their tribal Mek penis-gourds after the great privilege of having been given them during an
initiation ritual.
Although no real nudity is shown, I first though Mark and Olly looked quite cute, but they soon became annoying:
I mean, they chose to go there as these two fearless explorers, and they disrupted everyone's lives, and then acted like two prissy queens. Their
whole discomfort comes from sleep deprivation, because their Western homophobia does not allow them to intertwine their bodies with the others in the
men's houses to keep warm and snug at night (according to their own testimony).
At least Bruce Parry is less less disruptive, and never aims to contact uncontacted tribes.
edit on 23-6-2011 by halfoldman because: (no reason
given)