Before I actually get to the blog post, I must share this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u5KQQWlIgGc
And also let me say I have nothing against Michael Bay. He was the producer of my two favorites movies, Pearl Harbor and The Island. And everything really is better with explosions, case in point? The .gif above.
ANYWAY! Talking about documentaries. I think it’s very important to consider—when it comes to making documentaries—whether or not someone actually wants to tell a story and have it plastered on the silver screen. If the chance arises where this story is wanting to be told (what a horrible sentence), then it becomes the duty of the producer of said documentary to be as accurate as possible when portraying the events, right?
Not… quite. Unfortunately.
I know a lot of the times people do their best to accurately portray whatever story is being told, and I know that many times, the documentary attempts are attempted with no harm intended. But in some cases, documentaries are a product of fascination—usually cultural in nature—and cast ethics by the wayside.
For example? Nanook of the North (a la 1922) was a documentary for which director Robert Flaherty traveled to the Alaskan wilderness to film the lives of the Inuit people. If you believe what the documentary depicts, “Nanook and his two wives, Nyla and Cunayoo build and live in an igloo, hunt seals with spears, and are hilariously confused by modern technology”.
Problem is, that was completely made up. “Nanook” is actually named “Allakariallak”, his wives aren’t his wives (apparently they were the common-law wives of Flaherty), ‘Nyla’ isn’t Nyla’s real name (her name’s Alice); it was suggested by the locals and it’s actually a dirty word. On top of that, they acted out scenes based on what everyone already thought Inuit’s lived like.
But there are also the good documentaries. I watched Blackfish and it was phenomenal and terrifying. March of the Penguins was a little boring, but it was narrated by Morgan Freeman, so that’s why I sat through it when I was eleven. Plus I couldn’t drive yet and my mom really wanted to see it.
I noticed that Val said “Simple curiosity does not warrant an intrusion into the personal story of another” in her blog post about documentaries, and I completely agree. In the case of Nanook of the North, the simple curiosity people had about Inuit lifestyle didn’t warrant Flaherty’s portrayal of it, which was very offensive to the Inuit people and definitely wouldn’t fly today. In 1922 things were a little bit different, though.
But in Blackfish, that simple curiosity is hopefully leading to better treatment for sea creatures of all kinds.
Both of these documentaries were born from a brand of curiosity, but the way the producer and director went about portraying them and the ethics involved with the goal of the documentary is what matters.
Not… quite. Unfortunately.
I know a lot of the times people do their best to accurately portray whatever story is being told, and I know that many times, the documentary attempts are attempted with no harm intended. But in some cases, documentaries are a product of fascination—usually cultural in nature—and cast ethics by the wayside.
For example? Nanook of the North (a la 1922) was a documentary for which director Robert Flaherty traveled to the Alaskan wilderness to film the lives of the Inuit people. If you believe what the documentary depicts, “Nanook and his two wives, Nyla and Cunayoo build and live in an igloo, hunt seals with spears, and are hilariously confused by modern technology”.
Problem is, that was completely made up. “Nanook” is actually named “Allakariallak”, his wives aren’t his wives (apparently they were the common-law wives of Flaherty), ‘Nyla’ isn’t Nyla’s real name (her name’s Alice); it was suggested by the locals and it’s actually a dirty word. On top of that, they acted out scenes based on what everyone already thought Inuit’s lived like.
But there are also the good documentaries. I watched Blackfish and it was phenomenal and terrifying. March of the Penguins was a little boring, but it was narrated by Morgan Freeman, so that’s why I sat through it when I was eleven. Plus I couldn’t drive yet and my mom really wanted to see it.
I noticed that Val said “Simple curiosity does not warrant an intrusion into the personal story of another” in her blog post about documentaries, and I completely agree. In the case of Nanook of the North, the simple curiosity people had about Inuit lifestyle didn’t warrant Flaherty’s portrayal of it, which was very offensive to the Inuit people and definitely wouldn’t fly today. In 1922 things were a little bit different, though.
But in Blackfish, that simple curiosity is hopefully leading to better treatment for sea creatures of all kinds.
Both of these documentaries were born from a brand of curiosity, but the way the producer and director went about portraying them and the ethics involved with the goal of the documentary is what matters.


