I know that there are people that don’t like documentaries. I know there are people that don’t like subtitled movies. Conversely, I know that there are people that ONLY watch documentaries or movies with subtitles. I am neither of these people. I like all movies, and occasionally I find myself in the mood for a true story or something a bit more realistic than the CGI enhanced schlock that seems to be prevalent among today’s selection.
I had recorded the movie Steal A Pencil For Me when it aired on my local PBS station a few months ago. I hadn’t been in the mood, so to speak, for a story about two people in a German Concentration Camp. Depressing movie, I thought. Gritty subject matter, I figured. Plus, I didn’t feel like crying as I was almost certain I would.
Well, the only part I got right was the crying. What a moving story. Two individuals meet in Holland at a mutual friend’s birthday party in the early 1940s. She is 17, he is 27–and married. His marriage is over, and both parties involved know it but agree to wait until after the war to get divorced. Then Hitler invades Holland and their entire world is changed. Continue reading