I don't know how I would've taken living in Nazi-occupied Europe. Nevermind being a Jew. Clearly, they had it the worst of everyone, but here you are, some ordinary guy just trying to get by, and a war breaks out.You get occupied and a bunch of gun-wielding, angry Germans are always up in your business telling you what to do and you never really know when one's going to snap and just shoot you in the head.
Considering the boys hiding in the Catholic school or even in The Pianist. Just resigned to the fact that one day the squeaking breaks of a gestapo truck are going to come to a stop outside your window ready to pick you up and terminate you. It'd be a shitty life.
The most haunting aspect of this film is that it's relatively true, or based on some basis of truth. Director Louis Malle, who'd been sent to a Catholic school during the occupation witnessed a gestapo search and arrest of three Jewish boys. They were gassed upon their arrival Auschwitz.
Kids, especially, have a hard enough time handling Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny and the idea that a mascot is just a guy or girl in a suit. How do they rationalize these deaths and their neighbors disappearing nad never coming back in their brains?
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