The brutal, convoluted, only partially human life that has
been imposed on Palestinians by the Israeli
occupation of their homeland has been graphically illustrated in the two films, one Palestinian, one Israeli, which were nominated earlier this year for the best foreign language film at the Academy Awards. I caught up with them this week, grace a Netflix.
occupation of their homeland has been graphically illustrated in the two films, one Palestinian, one Israeli, which were nominated earlier this year for the best foreign language film at the Academy Awards. I caught up with them this week, grace a Netflix.
The better of the two is Omar, directed, conceived and written by Hany Abu-Assad, an
experienced Palestinian filmmaker, who has told of how he conceived the idea of
the film in one night, wrote it in the following four days, and over a year
managed to put together the two million dollars he needed for filming, 95 per
cent of it from Palestinian investors.
On the surface this is a heart-breaking love story, but at
a deeper level it is a story of the intrigues, lies, dissimulations and
treacheries that have become the warp and woof of Palestinian life. As is obvious to anyone who has watched from
afar the agonizing and virtually ceaseless attacks on Palestinians, the
Israelis have an incredible network of informers among their adversaries:
otherwise how would they know which cars to attack, which houses, which cafes,
when they make their many targeted assassinations? One of the most chilling of the many
horrendous sequences shown on TV during the recent onslaught on Gaza came when
we were shown the exact spot at which multiple executions of informers had been
carried out by Palestinian activists, leaving tell-tale splotches of blood on
the cobblestones.
This system of intrigue is the subject of both the
Palestinian film, Omar, and Bethlehem,
the Israeli version of a very similar story. The love story in the Palestinian
film is between Omar, a good-looking, typically Arabic-looking boy, played with
notable intensity by Adam Bakri, and Nadia, a fresh-faced, pretty little girl
played fetchingly by Leem Lubany. Omar
is in the habit of scaling the Wall, the horrendous Israeli-erected barricade that
separates the residents of the particular village the two principals live in,
and fetching up outside her window to carry on his courtship in time-honored fashion. He has to be careful,
because the Israeli police are constantly cruising in their vehicles, and
might catch him in the act, but also because Nadia has three brothers, the
elder of whom, Tarek, is a major freedom
activist who is looking out for the welfare of his sister with an intensity
that matches that of her prospective lover. Omar and Tarek are boyhood friends
who, along with a third friend Amjad, have been taking target practice with their
rifle. Eventually they set themselves up to take out an Israeli policeman with
a long-distance shot, which they do. They are hotly pursued, and Omar is
arrested, tortured by an Israeli agent, played with intriguing attraction by
Waleed Zuaiter, (an American-born Palestinian who helped raise money for the
film) who releases Omar for a month on the promise that he will hunt for Tarek, and help to turn him in. Of course,
Omar has no intention of betraying his friends, but rather is plotting to turn
the tables on the Israelis, a feat that proves to be rather beyond him.
Omar’s acquaintances in the Palestinian town begin to ask,
how come he has been released so early? Is it possible that Omar is the traitor
whom they know to lurk among them? This is the evil, this impossibility to trust anyone, that lies at the base of Palestinian life, according to this brilliant film. At the end of the month, when there is no
sign of Tarek, the Israelis again chase and arrest Omar, again torture him,
again, reluctantly (according to them) release him as a means of “giving him
another chance.”
This time, the three boys are planning an ambush of
the Israelis when they come to collect Tarek: but once again their plan goes
wrong. Tarek is accidentally shot dead as the three quarrel over their relationship with Nadia and his body is delivered to the Israelis. This earns Omar favor with the Israelis, but in the street it deepens the doubts about
Omar's loyalty to the cause.
Another scary aspect of the Palestinian life touched on in the film is that they know all about Omar and
his visits to Nadia, and use that knowledge to drive a wedge between the friends.
The film has a sensational denouement, not a happy one
from Omar’s point of view, but one that the audience can sense has been forced
on him by the events of his life, so much of which has been controlled by the
knowledge gathered of the Palestinians and their daily lives by Israeli agents.
A similar tale is told in the Israeli film, Bethlehem, another film illustrating the
depth with which Israeli agents are able to penetrate the very private secrets
of Palestinian life, a penetration achieved because of the intense level at
which they interfere with the subjects under their command. The picture given by these brutally realistic
films of Palestinian life shows their society to be one twisted beyond
measure by the hostile, dedicated and fanatical power that is controlling them
from such close quarters, and that affects their every movement as citizens of
their non-country. This is a melancholy picture, indeed, yet illustrating
the immense courage Palestinians require if they are to maintain their
self-respect under the pressures on them.
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