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It is a film that makes you uncomfortable, confused, and
uneasy all at same time. It is absolutely filled with vague connotations
on the myths of who Hitler was and what he represented. It was simply too
vast to comprehend. I feel the same problems return when examining
concentration camps.
We have been taught since we were children that the
Holocaust was a terrible, terrible thing, and that we should feel sorrow ,
but I feel that understanding falls at the wayside after so much exposure
without actually experiencing what went on ourselves, which, of course, is an
impossibility. I also feel almost an aversion to learning anything more
about the concentration camps, because learning about it is so
psychologically draining, without any apparent awards.
One could not walk
away from the concentration camp feeling happy, but I feel that it would be
quite easy to "check" concentration camps and the Holocaust off of "the
mental list" of things to think about after visiting one. As if visiting
Buchenwald would serve as our "communion" for the Holocaust, somehow
absolving all the uneasiness and confusion and horror we have felt our
whole lives about this subject, making it unimportant to think about this
subject any more.
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