THE BLOOD OF MY BROTHER goes behind the scenes of one Iraqi family's struggle to survive amidst the carnage of the growing Shia insurgency. Nineteen-year-old Ibrahim dreams of revenge when his brother is shot and killed by an American patrol. With scenes of fighting and death on the streets of Baghdad, this is the closest most viewers will ever come to being in Iraq; kneeling in prayer amidst a thousand Muslim worshipers, feeling the roar of low-flying Apaches, riding atop a sixty-ton tank, driving with masked resistance fighters to attack American positions, fleeing the threat of an overwhelming response, the blood in the street, a tank on fire, or the cold, distant stare of a dead Iraqi fighter. Written by
I was a bit worried to partake in this journey... assuming I would be bombarded with an agenda and shock value for the sake of disturbance. But, during and upon reflection, I was extremely impressed with the objective and beautiful (emotionally and visually) portrayal of real lives being affected in Iraq through this engaging and bold documentary. I was not only touched during, but for months after and beyond. It really makes you understand and think intensely about the human element... the people involved, without a screaming agenda. You can't help but relate in a very real way to the characters in this film... through such foreign situations that we'll never be exposed to as comfortable Americans. A clearly quietly courageous, selfless, curious and committed film-maker.
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