A documental movie about the conflict between Israeli-Palestinian, focus especially on the kids and how they are absorbed by the war, but having as a principal narrator the filmmaker James Miller that is killed by the Israelites. A film that appeals more to the emocional than the politic -the difference is not that big, though-.
Personally I think that it's great to have more information about the conflict, especially when this it is first-hand information, but I also wonder, why all the information that I have it always come from occidental white men? , and where it is the information from the people living there? Maybe one of the reasons is because the conditions are not the best for the locals, or the information from locals is not available, or maybe I'm just really bad at searching.
This also reminds me of Theo van Gogh, a dutch atheist filmmaker, making a short film about women in muslim, or, someone that was not being politic just talking about aesthetics, like Serguéi Eisenstein making a documentary -a beautiful one- about Mexican mores in ¡Que Viva México!
The thing is that sometimes it feels weird to keep always consuming information from people that it's not living there and that have a different way to understand the situations because of that. This movie was released on 2004, and today 14 years later, in 2018, the situation feels the same. We need to decolonize us in every sense, even in the information that exist and create our own texts, images, sounds, everything.
I don't say it's wrong, but it feels incorrect nowadays. The movie is great, tho.
Personally I think that it's great to have more information about the conflict, especially when this it is first-hand information, but I also wonder, why all the information that I have it always come from occidental white men? , and where it is the information from the people living there? Maybe one of the reasons is because the conditions are not the best for the locals, or the information from locals is not available, or maybe I'm just really bad at searching.
This also reminds me of Theo van Gogh, a dutch atheist filmmaker, making a short film about women in muslim, or, someone that was not being politic just talking about aesthetics, like Serguéi Eisenstein making a documentary -a beautiful one- about Mexican mores in ¡Que Viva México!
The thing is that sometimes it feels weird to keep always consuming information from people that it's not living there and that have a different way to understand the situations because of that. This movie was released on 2004, and today 14 years later, in 2018, the situation feels the same. We need to decolonize us in every sense, even in the information that exist and create our own texts, images, sounds, everything.
I don't say it's wrong, but it feels incorrect nowadays. The movie is great, tho.