Doubt there is very much I could say that hasn’t been said before about this remarkable film, which seems to offer a template for political filmmaking, with percussive edit, sound and music, interweaving dramatic scenes within a historical context, that has never been adopted. Rather, political filmmaking tends to be relegated to talky TV shows where the screenwriter’s dialogue skills are put to the test, and the cinematic aesthetics remain secondary. The power of TBoA comes from the mesmeric use of sound and camera, as the viewer is taken into the radical heart of the casbah. The colonial forces, echoing events today in Palestine, seek to control the local population, but no matter how much they think they’re winning, they’re not. Wanton bombings, carefully controlled gates into and out of the ghetto: this all feels far too familiar. The need for colonial forces to regulate societies they occupy will always be confronted by an enemy for whom the collective patria has more value than an individual fate.
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