The Last of His Tribe

I usually try to avoid overstating my case, but this is probably the worst film ever made. The true story of Ishi is a story of a life well lived and a sensitive ambassador of one culture to another. But this film is so full of falsehoods about Ishi, and clichés about Native Americans, that it should probably be banned. And I have never said that before about any work of art or literature.

Until his encounter with the Saltu (us), Ishi was merely a good citizen (so to speak) of his harassed and harried nation, simply doing what he was supposed and expected to do as a Yana man. Period. After that encounter, he took up his destiny as a bridge between two utterly different cultures and fulfilled it with dignity and competence. He did NOT at any time freak out and run around shouting "No! No!"---what baloney! Almost everyone who knew him commented on the low-keyed, self-controlled manner in which he conducted himself in his strange surroundings. He never lost his cool. Nor did he babble ridiculous Hollywood-Indian clichés about "our Mother Earth", etc., as appears in the film. The most insulting lie in the film is the sequence in which Pope (who was, by the way, certainly not the clownish idiot portrayed here) brings in a prostitute to service Ishi. Actually, Ishi had much too great a sense of dignity to indulge in any such thing, and was always very cool and formal in the presence of women, as his culture demanded.

The portrayal of Kroeber is almost as offensive. The film makes him into a stereotype of the emotionally starved anthropologist who regards Indians coldly as mere objects of study, and allows him to really respect Ishi only after the latter is dead. Again, nonsense. Kroeber did use the kind of language that was common in his day: he wrote that when Ishi made his first acquaintance with Saltu society "he was absolutely ignorant" (of Saltu ways, that is), and used unfortunate expressions like "wild Indian." But everybody knew what he meant. He and Ishi were friends, and Kroeber made it clear that knowing Ishi was one of the great experiences of his life---Ishi, he made clear, not as an object of study but as a warm, generous and gracious human being. There is no evidence that Kroeber's wife Henrietta looked down her nose at Ishi or that she was the racist snob depicted in the film. In fact, as Kroeber's second wife Theodora recorded in her memoirs, Ishi's sensitivity and compassion helped Kroeber greatly in dealing with Henrietta's death. I guess the makers of this film avoided depicting that because it would have interfered with their disorted portrayal of Kroeber as an insensitive lout. (Speaking of Theodora, she wrote two very readable and informative accounts of the life of Ishi, whom she had never met, consulting extensively with her husband. And by the way, these two were the parents of the fantasy writer Ursula K. LeGuinn.)

If only this film had been based on Theodora's writing! This film, I say again, is an atrocity. It makes me so angry that I feel like committing mayhem.

For the record, I am not Jen, but her sister Kathleen.

I saw this movie in an English class after reading "Black Elk Speaks." It is a solemn statement about the sad plight of dying Native American tribes. Graham Greene's character is a poor hungry Native American who has lost his family and is found trying to steal food from a small farm. A kind-hearted doctor takes him in and attempts to educate him to the ways of the white man. The middle-aged native is seduced by the prosperity of this new world, and even has an unexpected encounter with a prostitute, much to the dismay of his new guardian, the doctor. But the distractions of this new world are not enough to erase the sadness of this man who has lost his family, his tribe, and his history. In a striking scene in which the native leads his new friend to the wilderness he once called home, the native sings a mournful tribal chant in remembrance of the family and tribe that was forever gone. It is an emotionally moving film for those who feel compassion for the Native American and I recommend it to viewers who enjoy a film with a message.

I sought out this HBO movie because I just recently watched an episode of "The American Experience" that was all about this same man and his discovery at about 1900 (Ishi: The Last Yahi Indian (#5.8)"). It seems that there was a very small tribe in California that the White folks didn't know about--and their existence was only discovered when the last of them, Ishi, wandered into town! While I am no where as familiar with the story as tom_amity@hotmail.com, I would not consider this 'probably the worst film ever made'. I would be loathe to call ANY film this, actually, and I can think of hundreds of films (such as those of Ed Wood, Ray Dennis Steckler, Arch Hall and Ted Mikels) that are truly among the worst ever made--and "The Last of His Tribe" would not even come close. Perhaps it might be faulted from taking liberties with the true story (and as a history teacher, I hate this), but so have thousands of other films. But when it comes to completely dismissing history, this HBO film doesn't even come close to films like "Pocahontas" or "They Died With Their Boots On" or the VERY anti-Semitic Nazi film "Jud Süß". No, to me, calling this film the worst film ever made just sounds like a lot of hyperbole. I COULD understand many faults he found with the film (especially since the film SHOULD have been based on Kroeber's widow's writings and they did misrepresent Kroeber in some ways), but 'the worst'....no. In fact, if I were to be a filmmaker today, I probably wouldn't even try making a film about Native Americans today. After all, even if you try to get the story right, you'll probably get ripped apart by someone--even if you try to get the story right.

Overall, I enjoyed the film and thought it pretty good. I did think that Graham Greene's zombie-like expressions/behavior did seem a bit odd. While Ishi was not a loud and boisterous guy, in the film he seemed practically catatonic at times. But the essence of Ishi's life with White America came through and the film was entertaining and most enlightening.

By the way, think twice before you see this or have kids see it--the autopsy scenes are a bit vivid.

I believe that having read a book that becomes a movie, tends to bias the reviewer into more of a comparison rather than a film review. I came into "The Last of His Tribe" with zero knowledge of the story. Based on fact,I find it forgivable for a film to embellish for entertainment purposes, unless it is presented as an outright documentary. The acting is strong, with Graham Greene outstanding in a quiet, understated, performance as Ishi the last survivor of his tribe. John Voight is the scientist who intends to take advantage of a marvelous opportunity, for learning the secrets of Ishi's people. David Ogden Stiers is a sensitive physician, who views Ishi not as an object for study, but simply as a man. So what if it's not totally accurate? "The Last of His Tribe" is a fine movie, with sensitive performances. - MERK

Well done telefilm about cultural contrasts, the genocide against native people and the knowledge that was lost, and the contrast between cold science and warming connection between people. It is a moving film, although without huge emotional peaks, pehaps except for the great ending. There is beautiful footage and Graham Greene has a skilled performance.

Five months after watching it, I finally watched Akira Kurosawa's Dersu Uzala, and I was impressed by how much this good TV movie is similar to the ending of the great Soviet film directed by the Japanese filmmaker. Anyway, they are actually two similar but independent stories. 1992 film The Last of his Tribe is based in the 1961 book Ishi in Two Worlds, and Kurosawa's movie was released in 1975 and was based in a book from 1923.