Photoessay #2053 - Six Million and One

Finally Dennis and I attended our first SIFF movie.  We're behind, we've got six movies to see.  Looking at the weekend's movies, I sent a list to him and let him choose.  For me, no brutality, little violence, no dark twisted stuff.

He was surprised that 'Six million and one' was on my list.  You usually won't watch Holocaust movies.\, he says.  But this one looked interesting.  A film-maker takes 3 of his siblings to the sites mentioned in their father's privately written memoir of surviving the death camps.  So, rather kicking and screaming, they go along and visit the sites.  It brings up a lot of things for them.  What's their relationship to all this?  How did their father survive?  And what if he did?  Does that really mean anything?  And what about the people who benignly live near these places of death and violence.  What does it mean for them as a group of siblings?

A bit of a memoir.  A bit of the most stunning and violent event for the Jews in the twentieth century.  A bit of siblings.  Jewish siblings.  Yes, it reminds me a bit of myself and my brother and sister.  Same age, parents the same age. But our Jewish parents lived in the US not in Europe.   Can we be loud, opinionated and demonstrative?  Yes, yes and yes.

Picture from the film, towards the end when the siblings stroll through the woods at the site of the final camp where the Germans basically locked up a whole bunch of people and let them there to starve.

I enjoyed it