5 Broken Cameras: Five Tools of Resistance

This review is republished from Nick Bruno’s blog, The Rain Falls Down on Portlandtown.

I don’t think I’ve seen a more affecting documentary this year than Emad Burnat and Guy Davidi’s 5 Broken Cameras, winner of the directing award in the documentary category at this year’s Sundance Film Festival.  Cobbled out of Burnat’s footage of his Palestinian hometown of Bi’lin as it protests against an encroaching illegal Israeli settlement, the film is an incredibly layered work of resistance cinema, acknowledging what’s been lost while simultaneously turning its head to a future just beyond the horizon.

Burnat, who also narrates the piece, admits early on that he never intended to become a filmmaker.  His first camera was acquired shortly after the birth of his fourth son, Gibreel, with the sole purpose of filming his family’s day-to-day lives.  But, coinciding with the arrival of his son, a powerful, non-violent activist movement emerges on the streets and surrounding countryside of Bi’lin.

It inspires Emad to participate through documentation of the town’s crusade against the illegal barriers and settlements that threaten and displace the residents of his village.  The film’s title acknowledges the series of cameras passing through Burnat’s hands, each one in need of replacement after being destroyed during demonstrations ending in violent reaction by the Israeli military.

As the movement grows, so does Gibreel who, like the other children of the village, must come to grips with the chaotic environment in which he has been born.  Emad worries aloud for his son’s generation, wondering how long non-violent resistance will last, given all the children have witnessed.  It’s a question worth asking, even as Bi’lin’s struggle garners support from activists around the globe.  Burnat’s cameras watch as the increased numbers continue to yield limited results.  Meanwhile, the losses become more personal by the day.

I’ve never seen any act of direct journalism as powerful as 5 Broken Cameras.  In creating a visual journal of a protest movement, from their nascent birth as a cluster of the oppressed to a swarming throng motivated by righteous indignation, Burnat has captured the very essence of what it is to push back against the seemingly immovable object, all while highlighting a very specific struggle in a non-didactic manner.  These are the memories that his cameras recorded, truth viewed through the eyepiece of five tools of resistance.

Five Broken Cameras screens as a part of the 20th Jewish Film Festival at the NW Film Center’s Whitsell Auditorium (in the Portland Art Museum) on Thursday, April 26th at 7pm.  More info about the festival available here.

Torn: The Soul of a Man, Stretched Between Two Worlds

This review is republished from Nick Bruno’s blog, The Rain Falls Down on Portlandtown.

What happens if, over the course of a lifetime, one suffers something akin to cognitive dissonance in regards to their identity, if all that was accepted as self melts away to reveal bitter truths formed by absence, time and history.  Ronit Kertsner’s non-fiction portrait Torn immerses the viewer in the unfortunate case of Romuald Jakub Weksler-Waszkinel, a Polish Catholic priest whose Jewish origins, as well as his biological parent’s cruel fate during the Nazi era, was revealed to him in adulthood, long after entering the ministry.

When he was a small child, Weksler-Waszkinel’s mother delivered him into the hands of a gentile couple right as the Nazi’s began transporting Jewish families out of the ghettos and into the camps; she begged them to take him as their own.  Raised by this adoptive family, he grew up to deeply embrace the Catholic faith, entering the priesthood as a serious proponent of the teachings of Jesus Christ.

Kertsner catches Weksler-Waszkinel just as he’s made the decision to leave his church and immigrate to Israel.  The priest cites rampant antisemitism within the Polish Catholic church, often springing from the pulpit, as one reason why he must leave.  His central motivation, though, is the strong pull that he feels to connect to his family’s roots in Judaism and, yet, there is still the sizable commitment that he’s made to his life-long faith.  Weksler-Waszkinel confesses that, if given the opportunity, he would love to act as an intermediary between the two faith systems.

We watch as he sets up an interview with an entrance committee at a kibbutz in Israel, as a means of gaining eligibility for citizenship under the law of return.  He admits during the meeting that he desires to practice Judaism six days a week on the kibbutz while taking leave on the seventh day to join a Catholic congregation for services.  The idea doesn’t fly with committee; one member later tells Kertsner that they’re not interested in “building bridges.”

It’s difficult to watch as Weksler-Waszkinel processes the restrictions handed down by the committee in front of the camera.  One gets the feeling that it’s a kind of disappointment that he’ll have to continue to endure as he seeks a resolution to his unique situation.  It’s also plain to see that there are no easy answers.  Torn is a complex and heartbreaking exploration of identity, personal pain and, as one empathetic interview subject points out, a historical event that led to an unexpected conflict visited upon the soul of a man, stretched between two worlds, while never belonging fully to either one.

Watch the trailer to the film here.

Torn will play as a part of the 20th Jewish Film Festival at the NW Film Center’s Whitsell Auditorium (in the Portland Art Museum) tonight, April 17th at 7pm.  More info about the festival available here.

Mabul (The Flood): A Child’s Awakening to Self

This review is republished from Nick Bruno’s blog, The Rain Falls Down on Portlandtown.

Yoni (Yoav Rotman) is like many kids about to turn thirteen.  He’s insecure about his physical appearance, unhappy with his home and school life, and bristling against socially mandated rites of passage.  Just when it seems like he’s got things under control: ingesting muscle building powders and doing pull-ups, selling completed homework to schoolmates, and buckling down to learn the passages from the Torah he’s been assigned for his upcoming Bar Mitzvah, his brother, Torner (Michael Moshonov), long discarded by his parents to an institution for the developmentally disabled, returns home without warning.

Guy Nattiv’s (Strangers) Mabul (The Flood) concerns itself with Yoni’s journey as he struggles to deal with the changing dynamics of his family.  Although still living together, his mother, Miri (Ronit Elkabetz), and father, Gidi (Tzahi Grad), are estranged, each one deeply disappointed with the other and the roles they’ve taken on (or abandoned) in life.  Meanwhile, Yoni’s black market homework scheme is going south and some of his more menacing customers decide that he needs to be dealt a lesson.

Mabul is a fine slice-of-life/coming-of-age drama that only deepens in scope as it unfolds.  Yoni’s progress is metered out in his advances and declines in authority over the Torah reading; the title of the film being a reference to the story of Noah.  The film plays out as a chronicle of Yoni’s awakening to self.  And, as with most people, it’s not an easy road for him to travel, requiring that he wrestle with himself, his family and the past.

Watch the trailer to the film here.

Mabul (The Flood) opens the 20th Jewish Film Festival at the NW Film Center’s Whitsell Auditorium (in the Portland Art Museum) on Sun., April 15th at 7pm.  More info about the festival available here.

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