just for me and my bad memory
A reminder of what cinema is supposed to be. This should be a required watch for all Americans. Nearly three hours long but I could have watched hours more. A heartbreaking portrait of intergenerational trauma, humiliation under occupation, and what makes or breaks a spirit. We see the exact moment Noor becomes the person he grows up to be. When they broke his father, the same way they broke his father before him, they created the fighter. And it’s true…