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The turning point may have come in 1985 with "Shoah," Claude
Lanzmann's nine-and-a-half-hour epic of death camp survivors, Nazi
officials, Polish bystanders, righteous gentiles and meticulous
historians hunched over aging documents. It marked — if it did not
initiate — the moment when documentary filmmakers started giving
their full attention to Hitler's planned extermination of the Jews.
"When I began exploring how films have grappled with the Holocaust
in 1979, there were merely a few dozen titles to warrant attention,"
Annette Insdorf writes in her encyclopedic study "Indelible Shadows:
Film and the Holocaust." But for the book's third edition, published
this year, she lists, together with the fiction films, 69
documentaries made since 1990 alone — a rate of almost one every two
months. Elsewhere she estimates that there are at least six
completed Holocaust documentaries that do not get distribution for
every one that does. And the stream has continued at flood tide into
2003. Last month "Secret Lives," Aviva Slesin's emotionally complex
film about Jewish children hidden by gentile families during the
Nazi era, opened in New York. Shortly after, PBS showed Charles
Guggenheim's "Berga: Soldiers of Another War," about Jewish-American
soldiers captured by the Germans. "Bonhoeffer," Martin Doblmeier's
intellectual, spiritually suffused account of the anti-Nazi German
theologian Dietrich Bonhoeffer, is opening on June 27, two days
before A & E broadcasts Liz Garbus's "Nazi Officer's Wife," the
biography of a Jewish woman who survived by assuming an Aryan
identity and marrying a Nazi party member.
But simply listing these new films raises a troubling question: Are
too many Holocaust documentaries now being made? Has supply
outstripped demand? It's a question that makes people uncomfortable.
Who would want to appear callous in the face of such suffering, or,
worse, anti-Semitic? Yet there are definite signs of Holocaust
fatigue. Perhaps because she is a survivor, Ms. Slesin is more
forthright than most. "I can't bear to see evil over and over
again," she says. "Even I roll my eyes when I hear about another
Holocaust documentary" — but then she quickly adds, "until I see
what it's about."
Stephen Feinstein, the director of the Center for Holocaust and
Genocide Studies at the University of Minnesota, has sat on a
selection committee for a Jewish film festival when more than 15
Holocaust documentaries were submitted. With each year bringing
still more films, he says, "you can't see them all." Many of the
films have become formulaic, using the same German footage, the same
static interviewing techniques. "Get out of the talking-head
format," Mr. Feinstein advises. Raye Farr, the director of the
Steven Spielberg Film and Video Archive of the United States
Holocaust Memorial Museum, says that filmmakers are too often taking
the easy way out, showing an "increasing inclination to go for
sentimentality." With an undertone of exasperation in her voice, she
says, "Crying is not very edifying."
Why do filmmakers have such an abiding interest in the Holocaust? In
part, they are simply reflecting the extraordinary phenomenon that
the Holocaust has become in American life. Publishers churn out
books on the subject in voluminous numbers, state governments
legislate the teaching of the Holocaust in public schools, the
United States Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington greets
millions of visitors each year. It would be odd if filmmakers didn't
share this general fascination. And yet many of them feel a
particular urgency about their work.
As the documentarian Joseph Dorman observed in a recent interview,
anyone with a relative who went through the Holocaust has a "natural
desire" to tell that story. Most of these films are made not for any
commercial reason, and not really with an educational intent. They
are works of moral witness.
Melissa Hacker's mother was a survivor of the Kindertransport, one
of thousands of Jewish children from Germany and Austria who were
sent to England in the months before the start of World War II. Ms.
Hacker had grown up with the story, but there were many things her
mother wouldn't talk about, "forbidden stuff." It was only when she
set about making a documentary, "My Knees Were Jumping: Remembering
the Kindertransports" (1995), that her mother opened up to her. The
film, Ms. Hacker says, "was a way of learning more about my own
family."
Such personal involvement can inspire intense dedication. Ms. Slesin
took three and a half years to complete her film. Ms. Hacker, a
first-time documentarian when she made "My Knees Were Jumping,"
required seven. Funding is always a problem. Sometimes, it seems
that Holocaust documentaries have a lock on all the awards: they
have won five Oscars over the last eight years. But their commercial
prospects are generally slim, and rare is the investor willing to
back a film almost guaranteed to be a box-office loser. (Ms. Slesin
likes to think of her supporters as donors rather than investors.)
Most movie audiences want to be entertained; they don't want to
dwell on the sealed boxcars, extermination camps and mounds of
corpses that are the staples of the Holocaust narrative. There has
been a tendency of late among documentary filmmakers to concentrate
on the more "positive" side — gentiles who opposed Hitler or rescued
victims; Jewish resisters in the Warsaw Ghetto and elsewhere; and of
course the survivors themselves. These individuals are often
presented as inspirational (although, with the millions of victims
who are not here to go before the camera, there is nothing
inspirational about the Holocaust). Even so, their stories don't
readily win financial backing.
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June 15, 2003.
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