what happens when you accidentally hit "play" on Netflix's before you read about a movie? I knew from several seconds into the film that I was in for trouble ... my deepest memory of learning of the horrors of the holocaust was listening, as a teenager, to a woman who, as a child, had been lined up in front of a trench with many others and then shot. She recounted falling into the pit on top of, then covered by, many bodies. She said she had to struggle to breath, and after time felt the warm trickle of blood down her naked body. She was able to crawl out after nightfall and escape to a nearby farmhouse where she was sheltered. I do not remember if she had actually been wounded. Back to the film, The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas - it was exquisitely done and showed the insanity as it was unfolded before the tender heart of an 8 year old boy. I embrace the pain - NEVER AGAIN! but alas, it has happened again and will continue to happen as long as the wretched of mankind have their way.
