A few days ago, some good friends invited us to go to the movies with them. I watched the trailer. After less than a minute, I asked Aviel to turn it off. I simply couldn’t watch any longer. In that moment, I realized how much I’ve changed. Since October 7th, and since war became an inseparable part of our lives, something inside me has broken. Violence is no longer just a scene in a movie. It has been given faces, names, families, and funerals. It’s no longer a story; it’s reality.
There are things that make life seem less like mere entertainment. Then something dawned on me that I’d never considered before. Almost all the films these friends had recommended over the years were particularly intense: Korean cinema, Japanese cinema, Kubrick—works considered pinnacles of cinematic art, award-winning and critically acclaimed, yet characterized by relentless, often prolonged, and almost unbearable violence. Suddenly, I wondered: Is this just a matter of personal taste in film? Or...
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Great article, I tend to think that people who have no sons or daughters directly involved in war tend to take the situation lightly. They have no skin in the game so they don’t feel the threat to the lives of loved ones as those who do. But, in today’s world, things change, quickly.
Today we live in what Yeshua called: “perilous times,” and also, “the beginning of sorrows.” Unless people have had the personal experience of war, or loved ones involved, they don’t have any idea of the depth of the mental feelings that goes with it.
You brought up some very good points, thank you.