I saw this with Portia, a friend of mine, at the Victoria Film Festival a few weeks ago and have been itching to let people know about this fantastic film.
The story of Hana Brady is one that transcends most other documentaries I’ve seen based on its simplicity and classic story-telling style. The stories of Hana, killed in Auschwitz as a girl, and her brother George are intertwined with that of Fumiko Ishioka, a Japanese school teacher who comes to possess Hana’s suitcase. Driven by curiosity, she not only discovers Hana’s fate, but also that of George’s, who lives in Toronto. He visits her and her class, The Small Wings, to see and touch one of the most precious of Hana’s belongings. This blending of past and present is captured in an interesting way, combining both candid interviews with fictional flashbacks.
George’s honesty and Fumiko’s tireless drive are really captured well, as well as giving the audience an unprecedented glimpse into the life of a victim of the Nazis. From the magic tricks their father used to perform to the bottle full of a young girl’s frustrations buried in the back yard, the film is incredibly intimate. Yet at the same time, it takes a global scale when Hana’s story travels beyond the Brady’s home in the Czech Republic to Japan to Canada and all across Europe. It’s a tragic story, to be sure, but it’s full of hope and loving memory. The music, I felt, really reflected all those tones, though it could be a bit overwhelming in certain scenes.
The message comes through loud and clear – this must never happen again. Because Hana’s story is only one of millions.
What really made this film come alive for me was that after the screening, Larry Weinstein, the director, introduced us to George and his daughter, who had attended the premiere. I must admit, seeing him there after being given such a penetrating look into his suffering and his family, I broke down in tears, like many others. It was a complex mix of deep respect, gratitude, and pride in his courage. And it’s a feeling I won’t forget. I can only hope that Hana’s and George’s story will continue to touch lives as it has mine.
Copyright: Brady Family, 2004