For a while there it seemed like every environmental group was painting its cause as the real-life Avatar, so much so that I sort of tuned out. In so doing, the Xingu River tribes of the Amazon basin got lost in the shuffle. But over the weekend James Cameron revealed plans to shoot a 3D documentary on the tribes. The back story is that last week, Brazilian President Luiz Inacio Lula da Silva gave the go ahead to a massive dam project that would dry up a 60-mile stretch of the river, “devastating the indigenous communities that live along it.” That spurred Cameron to announce his documentary, and makes this a perfect time to revisit the New York Times piece about Cameron’s first visit to the Amazon a few months ago and my God this is amazing:
“The snake kills by squeezing very slowly,” Mr. Cameron said to more than 70 indigenous people, some holding spears and bows and arrows, under a tree here along the Xingu River. “This is how the civilized world slowly, slowly pushes into the forest and takes away the world that used to be,” he added.
As if to underscore the point, seconds later a poisonous green snake fell out of a tree, just feet from where Mr. Cameron’s wife sat on a log. Screams rang out. Villagers scattered. The snake was killed. Then indigenous leaders set off on a dance of appreciation, ending at the boat that took Mr. Cameron away. All the while, Mr. Cameron danced haltingly, shaking a spear, a chief’s feathery yellow and white headdress atop his head.
Oh man. Does it make me a bad person for finding that account hilarious? Honestly, I think it’s a pretty cool move for James Cameron to take time out of his busy schedule sewing runway models to each other for his own amusement in the basement of his yacht to go help prevent an environmental disaster… but would it be too much to ask that the natives worship him like a God and give him a portly sidekick who calls him “Mr. Jim”? Because that would be amazing.





If ever there was a picture to see Vince Vaughn in, it was that one.
Jimmy sure is checking out that dude’s tits pretty hard.
Based on the book Heart of Dorkness.
I dropped the laptop with all my photoshops on it on the ground and broke it this morning, JHC. Thanks for rubbing it in.
Countdown to launch of Prancing Cera/Strutting Leo/Awkward Cameron photoshop, in T-minus 10…
9…
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Abort! Abort!
These natives have enough problems without whitey swooping in to teach them the Electric Slide. Damn you to hell, Cameron.
Are you serious? That blows. Trying to watch porn while standing again, huh?
Nooooo, not the Photoshops!
Pictured: even the Xingu know that acid washed jeans are uncool.
I have them backed up on an external hard drive, but it’s not formatted for my older computer… they will be back. But I wish I had them today.
Wait, wait, white dude sweeps in to play savior to the natives?!
Way to rip yourself off, Cameron. Gawd, could you be any less original?
And thank god, Vince. I don’t want to live in a world without Lobster Dog and Sad Keanu.
The fact that the banner pic isn’t Photoshopped is making me question everything I ever thought was true.
Wouldn’t it be hilarious if Cameron got them to scrap the dam project, only to find out 48 hours later that his plan was to dock his yacht in the river and hunt the indigenous groups from the deck for sport using a Gatling gun?
[awkward pause]
Maybe you and have a different definition of “hilarious.”
At least, Cameron didn’t make them wear blue face paint…
“This is how the civilized world slowly, slowly pushes into the forest and takes away the world that used to be,” he added.
He went on to compliment the natives hospitality and said of their fine cuisine, “I fucking LOVE guano!!!”
Dude, your movies make a billion dollars and you own a fleet of flying submarines (which are NOT the same as planes). Time to upgrade from Bugle Boys and New Balance.
The only way this could get even more boring is if Sam Worthington were there, too.
This is the worst KISS cover band I’ve ever seen.
It would be much better if, a few years later, they found an overweight, piss drunk Cameron hanging out in the jungle and mumbling incoherently.
I do loves me the natives kighting about in Point Zero jeans and last years’ board shorts.
All that’s missing is a few Indianapolis Colts Super Bowl Champions 2010 t-shirts.
I really thought that banner pic was a meme…
But hey, if Cameron wants to fight to keep an Amazon tribe anchored to a primitive, disease-ridden, savage existence dependent on Stone Age tools and superstition, and saddled with high childhood and female mortality rates, I’m all for it. I’m a champion of indigenous primeval oppression.
I hope the Brazilians who were going to have their electricity provided by that damn break into Cameron’s deep-sea space station and trash its cold fusion reactor that runs off the organs of Thai orphans. that’ll show him