The Painted Bird
eventy-five years after the liberation of the camps, how do we remember the Holocaust? Those who lived through it won’t be around to testify for much longer, and in our era of viral disinformation, history must be considered up for grabs, alt-truths algorithmically tailored to suit your personal predilections. Audiences at TIFF and other festivals this fall were faced with an especially stark choice when it came to Holocaust Entertainment. On the one hand, there was Taika Waititi’s , a cute comedy about a lonely, sheltered Hitlerjugend whose imaginary friend is a wacky, cigarette-smoking Führer (played by Waititi himself); on the other, the harrowing and brutal , a nearly three-hour Czech art film written, directed, and produced by Václav Marhoul from the novel by Jerzy Kosinski, which is also the
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