WarDance
The news makes me feel sick these days. I have to approach it all indirectly and speak about it as little as possible. PMSing and unable to think about it much for the past 2 days for fear of crying in public.
Today I saw a documentary called WarDance, about 3 war-traumatised children from a refugee camp in Northern Uganda, whose school gets to compete in the National Music/Dance competition; it's about their experiences, about the role of music and dance in that context, and their going to the capital for the competition. It's really fantastic. Got nominated for an Academy Award, and for good reason. The kind of devastation war crimes can bring to children - and people in general - well - any sort of 'therapy' or 'rehabilitation' seems weak and pointless but people's lives have to go on and do, some in tragic ways and some in less tragic ways. The thought that a 14-year old, who has seen and lived more than most of the world's population ever will, can find some sort of happiness through art -- what's more human than that?
Here's a trailer (yeah, me and my youtube links. I know):
Today I saw a documentary called WarDance, about 3 war-traumatised children from a refugee camp in Northern Uganda, whose school gets to compete in the National Music/Dance competition; it's about their experiences, about the role of music and dance in that context, and their going to the capital for the competition. It's really fantastic. Got nominated for an Academy Award, and for good reason. The kind of devastation war crimes can bring to children - and people in general - well - any sort of 'therapy' or 'rehabilitation' seems weak and pointless but people's lives have to go on and do, some in tragic ways and some in less tragic ways. The thought that a 14-year old, who has seen and lived more than most of the world's population ever will, can find some sort of happiness through art -- what's more human than that?
Here's a trailer (yeah, me and my youtube links. I know):
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