It is easy to forget the sheer number of injustice and cruelty in this world. What with the default instinct to put a face to oppression be it Hitler or Hussein we easily forget the evil and wickedness is part of the human form. And as sad as those injustices covered by these men where, many more have been held before them and after. Its even more horrific when the injustice in question is shielded under the guise of right or normalcy that it takes millions of death and suffering before the wrongs can even be considered wrong. Morality is as fickle as the human nature in my opinion. I loved this move, apart from the brilliant acting and writing, the story it tells needs telling, and in this day when we are bombarded with many things that don’t require attention, this is one that everyone ought to watch and hopefully recognise as great tragedy that needn’t have been.
And knowing this was a true story just makes this extreme wrongness an abomination in the highest regard.
There is this feeling you get when a good piece of music accompany’s a scene in a film. The scene’s suddenly speaking a unquie language that touches you in the centre of your being. Sometimes, you hardly notice that there’s music playing in the first place sometimes you do. Both times you’re left hearing the very soul of the film almost as if the film itself were saying more than the characters on screen, the film bears its itself and you get it, you hear it, you feel that scence and just like that you understand the film in its entirety that bit more. Or not. But if you do, those moments are when I fall in love with the art that is film all over again.