I saw a preview for a new documentary film coming up on Itunes http://trailers.apple.com/trailers/independent/hellandbackagain/ It is another heart wrenching documentary about the war in Afghanistan. After Restrepo (on Netflix now), I found myself thinking, “I can’t watch another 2 hours of war and pain”. Then I stopped. I need to decide who I am. It takes courage to look into the most difficult parts of life. Everyone I know would never watch such a documentary. It wouldn’t even cross their minds. They don’t want to dwell on it, it is too painful – why subject yourself to that?
Why? Because soldiers are still there and I don’t want to forget them. I find myself thinking that there could be a time when that would be me – caught in a war, surrounded by violence. I am blest. Outside of the images and words online and on television I have no idea what is going on in the world. I have an insatiable desire to see and know what is going on in the world. I also feel that by sharing the story of soldier, it becomes more than just a private experience. By going through (at least vicariously) his experience I take a little bit of it with me. Hopefully that will make me more understanding, more compassionate.
That is probably over thinking things. Do you watch documentaries? Do you watch a documentary that you know will be painful to sit through? Do documentaries make a difference? What about journalism – how is it different than documentaries?
I always have more questions than answers. Have a great day.