“Jungle” Transports Yossi Ghinsberg’s Amazon Ordeal to The Silver Screenby Michael Fox January 29, 2018
Yossi Ghinsberg is what you might call a larger than life figure. So it’s only just and right that somebody finally made a movie about his life—or at least the harrowing weeks in 1981 in the Bolivian jungle that are his claim to fame.
Ghinsberg published his survival memoir, “Back from Tuichi,” in 1993. In the ensuing years, he started a clinic in Australia for opioid addicts and a design studio in Tel Aviv, was a tech entrepreneur in Silicon Valley, a conservationist in the Amazon and built a career as a motivational speaker for corporate events.
That’s a remarkable list of accomplishments, but they are still overshadowed by his ordeal in the Amazon. “Jungle,” adapted from the memoir and starring Daniel Radcliffe as the redoubtable Israeli, will do nothing to alter that situation when it screens in the San Diego Jewish Film Festival.
“Daniel Radcliffe said, ‘Yossi, I know that on my grave they’re going to write Harry Potter,’” Ghinsberg recounted in the fall in a phone interview from New York. “On my grave, they’re going to write ‘Amazon survivor’ or something like that. I’m oaky with that.”
Ghinsberg, who will be represented at SDJFF by director Greg McLean and producer Dana Lustig, doesn’t live in the past, nor does he much care what people think. A popular speaker, he imparts the lessons from the Amazon about innovating and finding a niche—as opposed to the old-school practices of competition and exploitation—to business folks.
“The important thing for me is to draw attention to the Amazon, to the fragility of the Amazon, to the pressures of the Amazon and to the indigenous people that I represent,” Ghinsberg says. “I became a member of the tribe and I have a duty to voice their feelings to the world. Their ancestral land happens to be the richest place on the planet in terms of biodiversity.”
Ghinsberg was born in Israel to Romanian immigrants who had been spared a measure of Holocaust pain: His father spent five years, the entire war, laboring in a German-run logging camp in Siberia. An unimaginably difficult experience, but better than an extermination camp.
Perhaps because he lived in a small country, Ghinsberg contracted wanderlust at an early age.
“When I was in high school and in the army, I just waited for that moment when I could take off and be that great explorer,” he recalls with a mix of nostalgia and self-deprecation.
Stationed on a boat in quiet Sharm-el-Sheikh for his military service, Ghinsberg didn’t acquire combat or survival experience. His service was distinguished by lengthy furloughs when he stayed in the desert, rather than go home, and befriended the Bedouins.
Ghinsberg believes that experience was instrumental, in an indirect way, to his surviving the deprivation, solitude and challenges of nature. In the span of a couple days in Bolivia, for example, he was attacked by termites and fire ants. Mind you, “Jungle” only depicts one of those nightmares.
“In real life there was much, much, much, much more,” Ghinsberg says with a verbal shrug. “Every day there were so many events. In a lot of movies, you invent things to dramatize, like the real life is not dramatic enough. In this case, the story is much more dramatic and you need to cut it down.”
That didn’t bother Ghinsberg, who lives with his Australian wife and their children on the continent’s east coast, but he was disappointed that the budget and logistics compelled the production to shoot in Colombia instead of Bolivia.
“Most people can’t tell the difference,” he allows. “I can tell the difference. It’s painful for me; it was my dream to shoot it on location. But it was explained to me that movies are an illusion, and the director preferred to go where he could control the illusion.”
Surprisingly, Ghinsberg is excited about the possibility that “Jungle” will generate a wave of tourism to the rainforest. He explains that the region has transformed from an exploitation-based system to one centered around hospitality.
“Tourism saves the forest, it doesn’t exploit it,” he asserts. “A dead monkey is worth two dollars in the market. But the tourist who comes will pay much more to see a living monkey. Suddenly the monkey generates more money alive than dead.”
Ghinsberg’s connection to the Amazon is ongoing and permanent. However, the release of “Jungle” fulfils—and concludes—his long-standing ambition to have his story adapted into a film. Even in a life as full and busy as Ghinsberg’s, that’s bound to leave a void.
“The next dream is to take it to Broadway as a one-man show where I’m going to be on stage [in front of] a general audience,” he announces. “A very pure format of storytelling and the other aspect is immersive theater. Virtual reality and audio reality in terms of the design of the space, and 4-D breakthrough audio technology delivering sound into your head—not through the ears.
“I’m already in the second round of meetings in New York with production, with director, with investors,” Ghinsberg effuses. “There’s always a next dream because if I don’t dream I’m not alive, and I cannot live without a dream.”