Waltzing with a machine gun...
Jan. 19th, 2009 10:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I've just come back from a movie.
Probably the most important move I've ever seen (or will see) my whole life.
Memory is something we're told to cherish and hold close to our hearts and to never let go of the memories.
Memories are who we are.
I've just come back from watching a movie.
It's an animated feature.
The genre is slippery; it could be a documentary, a biopic or even just your run of the mill (anti)war movie.
But it's not just any of those things.
It's a movie about what we don't want to deal with.
Waltz with Bashir is a movie about how we remember and don't remember and why.
Knowing the details of Sabra and Shatila, the Phalangists and Israel's own complicity in what happened doesn't prepare you for this fragmented tale of memory and the remembering of memories... not forgotten... just... gone away.
Not coherent I know.
I'm still speechless and weepy.
Remembering my own images of war - which were removed from me by cameras and screens and radio coms - the animation helps to keep the gory details away, just like memory filters away those terrible images and you remember them... but without the impact that will have you shaking and sobbing and vomiting.
Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to write something that will make sense.
Maybe not.
If it's in a cinema near you... go see it.
Go.
Just... go.
Probably the most important move I've ever seen (or will see) my whole life.
Memory is something we're told to cherish and hold close to our hearts and to never let go of the memories.
Memories are who we are.
I've just come back from watching a movie.
It's an animated feature.
The genre is slippery; it could be a documentary, a biopic or even just your run of the mill (anti)war movie.
But it's not just any of those things.
It's a movie about what we don't want to deal with.
Waltz with Bashir is a movie about how we remember and don't remember and why.
Knowing the details of Sabra and Shatila, the Phalangists and Israel's own complicity in what happened doesn't prepare you for this fragmented tale of memory and the remembering of memories... not forgotten... just... gone away.
Not coherent I know.
I'm still speechless and weepy.
Remembering my own images of war - which were removed from me by cameras and screens and radio coms - the animation helps to keep the gory details away, just like memory filters away those terrible images and you remember them... but without the impact that will have you shaking and sobbing and vomiting.
Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to write something that will make sense.
Maybe not.
If it's in a cinema near you... go see it.
Go.
Just... go.
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Date: 2009-01-21 08:08 am (UTC)Thanks for bringing it to my attention.
Edited to add: wrote a post concerning the article (http://eumelia.livejournal.com/383201.html).
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Date: 2009-01-21 09:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-21 09:30 pm (UTC)Because I thought the movie was very glaring in the IDF's complicity of what happened.
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Date: 2009-01-21 09:45 pm (UTC)And why does the film make it look like it came as a surprise to everyone that the atrocity had happened? That is hard to believe. And portraying it as a surprise conveniently alleviates the extent of complicity which is suspicious.
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Date: 2009-01-21 09:52 pm (UTC)And why does the film make it look like it came as a surprise to everyone that the atrocity had happened?
I think if you read my latest post I try to answer that question.
Another thing is that the movie, as you and the author of the article say, doesn't address the entirety of the complicity of Israel within the machinations on Lebanon in general or in Sabra and Shatila in general because it's showing the memories of those at the bottom of the chain of command who really have no clue (nor do they now generally speaking) know what the hell they're doing.
I'm not saying this to remove responsibility, not at all, all I'm saying that this is the way we are raised and also the way the IDF trains the soldiers... to not think about what it is they're doing.
No excuses.
Just... how it is at the moment and it's part of what sustains the occupation and the conflict, no doubt.
I think the movie, specifically, shows that aspect of Israeli society and life very well.
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Date: 2009-01-21 10:37 pm (UTC)Cause what do the victims get? He could have shown some respect by telling his victims' full story besides focusing on convenient, artsy and decontextualised half-truths. And that's not even the least he could do, the least he could do, as an Israeli, is show some respect to our intelligence instead of portraying the Phalange as the monsters they are while Israel as the naive accomplice, given the long list of massacres committed directly by Israel and, in the way things are currently heading, we have not seen the end of.
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Date: 2009-01-21 10:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-21 10:50 pm (UTC)It's not in his system.
I thought and felt that putting the "real life" footage when he "remembers" at the end of the film made the movie more than artsy and convenient.
More to the point the victims story isn't the one Folman was trying to tell - it should and needs to be told, but that wasn't his to tell, I think.
As for the catharsis... that was my own personal reaction, I know of some who left the movie appalled and in shock - because they had no idea what had actually happened at Sabra and Shatila.
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Date: 2009-01-21 11:01 pm (UTC)he tells it none the less, though, intentionally or unintentionally. you might not agree with that. i'd be fine with leaving that at here if you want.
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Date: 2009-01-21 11:03 pm (UTC)I'm glad you came here to comment, always good to have lots of voices and discussions.
Especially on issues that aren't spoken about enough.