“It was not Hitler or Himmler who deported me, beat me, and shot my family. It was the shoemaker, the milkman, the neighbour who were given a uniform and then believed they were the master race.” -Karl Stojka, Holocaust survivor For some reason I’ve been thinking a lot about Nuremberg lately. And it has nothing to do with the film last fall of the same name , though that of course too came to mind watching Stanley Kramer’s seminal courtroom drama about Holocaust accountability, Judgment at Nuremberg . The lessons that the world took away from that episode of history and indeed the themes relayed in this film feel only too relevant in this moment of history that with any luck will end on its own repeat of Nuremberg levels of accountability. That being said, Kramer’s film is a bit of an odd beast where the subject of Nuremberg is concerned. It is not in fact a biographical retelling of the Judges’ Trial of 1947 -the context of the war, the Holocaust, and the Nazis all remain in place, bu...
Mercy is a movie constructed of shameless copaganda and gross A.I. apologia. It’s no wonder that Jeff Bezos -whose Amazon owns MGM- is ultimately behind it. It is also little surprise that Chris Pratt, whose personal conservative proclivities have come out more and more frequently in recent years, is its central star, though spending much of the movie sat in a chair. The film is directed by Timur Bekmambetov, of Wanted and more appropriately last year’s disastrous War of the Worlds adaptation and uses a similar dependence on storytelling through screens here -a gimmick that was once neat and interesting when something like Searching was a one-off, but has become increasingly dull and repetitive a conceit. How many times do we need to zoom in on a new tab or window opening? At least this one lets us see into Pratt’s immediate surroundings. Extremely faint praise though and about all that this movie deserves as it seems to exist as the Devil’s Advocate for artificial i...