TerriBull
I watched Zone of Interest, with horror, I suppose I had some idea of what it was about. What kind of people live in a domestic idyll whilst their fellow citizens, yes well aware they didn't view them as such, were being annihilated over the wall? Whilst the woman of the house just went about tending to her runner beans
I felt sorry for the children, they were too young to know what was going on, I believe some had a lot of issues surrounding their parents' role when they were old enough to realise. I hated the adults complicit in mass murder, so relaxed about something so utterly appalling.
The horrors of those times were reinforced when I went to Israel in the early 80s and saw a group of older people sitting at a table at an outdoor cafe, tattooed numbers visible on their arms.
What bloody awful times they lived through, memories that can never be erased.
Personally, I am amongst the last people in the world to excuse what the Nazis did, but knowing the mind-set of many army officers of those days, the Kommandant's wife probably knew very well that nothing she said or did would change her husband's point of view, and that she herself might well end on the other side of that fence if she said anything critical.
I have no idea what the woman thought or felt, but tending her runner beans was perhaps her way of remaining sane in an insane and inhuman world.
Somewhere in Germany, I do not remember which town, the hangman's wife was so ashamed when her husband was forced to hang people who had had no fair trial that she refused to do her household shopping until just before closing time in the shops, in the hope that she would not have to face any of her neighbours in the streets.
To her there was a great difference between being the wife of a hangman who executed legally convicted criminals who had had the right of appeal, and one who was forced to obey orders he himself felt were illegal.
I can see that point of view, even although I have always felt that capital punishment is always wrong.