My Knees Were Jumping: Remembering the Kindertransports (1996)

User Rating:

7.0/10   

Director:

Melissa Hacker

Genre:

Documentary

Plot Keywords:

Holocaust | Independent Film

Awards:

1 nomination

Cast

Eddie Better	...	Himself
Sonnie Better	...	Himself
Erika Estis	...	Herself
Kurt Fuchel	...	Himself
Kurt Goldberger	...	Himself
Franzi Groszmann	...	Herself
Ruth Morley	...	Herself
Michael Roemer	...	Himself
Lore Segal	...	Herself
Norbert Wollheim	...	Himself
Joanne Woodward	...	Narrator (voice)

Runtime:

76 min

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Color:

Black and White | Color

Movie Connections:

Followed by Into the Arms of Strangers: Stories of the Kindertransport (2000)

Heartfelt documentary about a little known story

As with many documentaries on the horrors of Nazi Germany, this one will make you sad and angry. It is the story of the Kindertransports, the transport to Great Britain of thousands of Jewish children out of Germany, Austria, Poland and Czechoslovakia in the late 1930s.

The film is directed by Melissa Hacker, the daughter of Ruth Morley, one of the children who escaped. Mrs. Morley is the main focus, but many children who were involved in the journey speak of their memories. The children were put on trains and 90% of them never saw their parents again. In one heartrending scene we see a crowd of parents bravely waving goodbye to the children that they knew they were unlikely to see again.

I learned from this movie. For one thing, I had never heard of this Kindertransports. For another, I had not realized that most countries refused to take Jewish refugees, the United States in particular. How could this be? I wish more information had been given on this as well as more historical background in general, since this is an important story.

I mentioned being sad and angry, but there is inspiration to be had here as well. That the survivors interviewed went on to make good lives for themselves, many of them in the United States, speaks of their courage and determination and says much about human adaptability and the spirit to carry on. But the scars of their traumas are carried inside and, as we are shown, even passed to subsequent generations.