I love films where a filmmaker is trying to trace their own origin, identity, & history, trying to film whatever of it remains, making it timeless & so personal. That’s the most basic joy, purpose of cinema-to save an event from oblivion. I like how she tries to relate stories from her childhood to what she sees. It was fascinating to listen to stories of Jews who survived ww2.The music is lovely; the lines so poetic
Brilliant film. My favorite scene is when the film extras are talking about their life stories while wearing historic costumes. There the paper bridge is a perfect image of time and history all folded together into something special like this film.
Here the director threads her family past while exposing Jewish 20th century tragedy. Sometimes is narrating,sometimes letting people bring up their stories and opinions.The film consists on 3 parts.First a trip to Romanian Bukovina, where we find perhaps last traces of Jewish tradition. Then we meet Jewish people who reenact the past near a concentration camp.Then we are back in Vienna where we meet her parents.
7/10 Amazed by the fact she was allowed to film in 80's Romania. On the other hand, in a bizarre twist of fate, the cigarette paper bridge over the river Prut is now reality, thanks to cigarette smuggling from Moldova and Ukraine to Romania.