This text reminds me of The Diary of Anne Frank. I had to read this story maybe three times in high school. And everytime I read it i liked it more and more. Although both of these stories are generally informing about the Holocaust, when I read, and watched both of them, there was obviously something more that was trying to be said. Not one of the stories reflects love better than the other. In The Diary of Anne Frank, Anne was taken, but not before her and her family fought for as long as they could for their safety. It was clear that the family loved eachother so much and were willing to fight for their lives together. In Life is Beautiful, Guido fought just as hard to keep his family together and safe. Love is love, and family is family. There is no way to say that Guido loved his son and wife more than Anne loved her family and her family loved her back. They are the same story to me in that way. And watching Life is Beautiful last week, I could not help but relate it to The Diary of Anne Frank.
I can also relate it to the reading we read earlier in the semester about memory. And how memory can deceive us at times. Our memories tell our past and we can only work off of what we trust oursleves to remember. Joshua is telling us this story through memory. Our knowlege of what really happened will only be as correct as Joshuas memory is reliable. If we do not tell people about our life and past accomplishments, or regrets, there would be no history for us to uncover. Which is exactly what Joshua did for us, the viewers. He told the story of his family during the Holocaust the way he remembers it, and the way he was probably told. I can'not recall the name of the text we read earlier this semester but it talked about how we have to tell people things we remember, or there will be no history. Thanks to people like Joshua, (although it is just a movie) we are knowledgable about the Holocaust and keeping family close during it.
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