I didn't want to see this movie. The book was a beautifully written story about a horrific time and I just didn't want to go through all of that again. During World War II in the middle of Paris, the French arrested thousands and thousands of Jews, forcing them into inhumane living conditions, separating them from loved ones and then murdering them because of their religion. Whenever I think about that, or the Holocaust, it's hard to comprehend how something so disgusting, so heartbreaking, so unjust could have happened so few years ago. I was watching a documentary about the Titanic the other day about how all of those lifeboats were sent out to sea half full, leaving all of the third class passengers to drown. Nobody wanted to volunteer their lifeboat. In the film yesterday, characters spoke of watching the atrocities outside their Parisian windows and not doing anything. I just started reading The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks about cell research (and so much more) and came to a part about a man in the early 1900s who had a wish to create a white race, sterilize the minorities, the poor, through this type of research. Present day - government-sponsored Texas prayer vigils for Christians only, watching the world's wealthiest countries sit by as thousands of African people starve to death and, in the papers today, the bloodiest day in Iraq, over a hundred thousand dead this decade because big white government decided to come in and blow up the place. Some things never change. Nobody wants to share their lifeboat.
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