Instead of watching ANOTHER episode of Scooby Doo, I decided to stick in the ear buds and watch something (not animated) on the iPad. We have an Amazon.com Prime Membership. It rocks. One of the many benefits of this membership is the unlimited, commericial free, instant streaming of movies and television shows. We watch movies and tv series often this way.
Monika never knew her father. Like million of German children, she lost her father in WWII. She was not yet a year old when he died. At age eleven, Monika finds out that her father did not die in battle as countless other German soldiers. Her father was executed; hanged as a thief.
Helen, however, knew Monika's father very well. She was only fifteen when she arrived with other Jews at the Plaszow concentration camp in Poland. Monika's father was Helen's warden, her torturer, and her nightmare for nearly two years at Plaszow. He made her one of his house maids, exposing her to daily humiliation and beatings (but, most likely, saving her life).
Now, take a step back with me to December, 1993. Steven Spielberg's Schindler's List opens in theaters. My husband and I went to see it on a Saturday afternoon. We had planned to go to dinner afterwards, but neither of us had any appetitie when we left the theater. Seeing that film changed me. It was one thing to know about what happened in The Holocaust. It was a whole other thing to see it. I have not seen Schindler's List since then. I do not need to see it again. I do believe everyone should see it once...to see what man can do to man. I remember it very well. It's seared into my brain. I had a particular problem, after Schindler's List, being able to see Ralph Fiennes in any other films. No matter how heroic or dashing his character may have been, to me he was always that horrific, evil, sadistic, Nazi who thoroughly enjoyed killing and torturing his prisoners.
As an avid fan of documentaries, I will tell you that this is not the best film you will ever see. It isn't slickly produced with wonderful background music and dramatic editing. It's just very real. The pain in these women and the emotional journey they take will certainly move you. I do not hesitate to recommend it.
Note: This documentary is not rated, but because of the topic and some strong language I would be cautious about allowing children under age 16 to see it without adult supervision (and a good history lesson beforehand).