Je verrai toujours vos visages

One film, one theme, two storylines. A confrontation between victims and perpetrators, which should have added value for each side. The one in which people with no direct connection meet seems to bring the desired insights and peace. Naive, but perhaps. Aversion, getting to know each other, understanding. Just a film, idealistic. But at least one that literally shows its colours regarding the perpetrators of the current crime terror over Europe. Of course, the usual explanations and excuses for the escalation of character are used: poverty, education, opportunities. Yawn. Everyone chooses their own exits at the crossroads of morality. But yes, otherwise this film would certainly not have ended up on the big screen, or would have been crucified by the media instead of being showered with awards. In my opinion, the softening of concepts such as perpetrator, victim and guilt are questionable approaches and primarily benefit injustice.

The other side works less well in its catharsis. Understandably, the resurgence of all pain through direct contact with the perpetrator is an emotional one-way street.

I went to see the film because it featured some of the cinematic greats of French cinema, but I can only recommend it to a limited extent. No resonance, no added value. Nevertheless, it is a high-quality production, well acted and at least endeavours to keep its feet on the ground. If I imagine this as a German production, ouch.