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Many of my acquaintances and friends ask me lately often why we show these sad and tragic documentaries and motion pictures, if Jews don’t do comedies or films about love and human happiness. These „critics“ of mine claim that there have been enough tears and crying, that we have to turn towards the brighter side of life and to remind people of the joys this life has to offer. I agree, and believe me, for us it would be easier this way. I know that it is one of the great charms when watching films that the audience during the two hours they spend sitting in the auditorium tries to forget all the discomforts and things bothering them in everyday life and immerges into something different, leaving all problems aside for the brief moment until they leave the cinema. I know that but can I allow, in the city where I live, that all memories of those who lived here not so long ago, during my childhood, who lived in side streets, walked in still existing parks and squares, who sat on exactly these seats in the same cinemas and who in a sudden moment just – disappeared, be erased. Besides, their close relatives, if they haven’t disappeared too, no one remembers them any more, as if they never even existed.
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