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Sometimes in life the flood of emotions that engulf you, leaves you speechless, however, there is this constant desire to express your feelings in words but there are no words. This is how I felt yesterday after embarking on watching the acclaimed film The Killing fields, the rollercoaster of emotions has left me without a beginning but nevertheless, I will try. The movie focuses on the Cambodian war between the Khmer Rouge and the governing party, where almost 25% of the population died as a result(many bodies were placed in fields, hence the name “Killing fields”). The perspective the movie takes is of American born Sydney Schanberg who comes to report on the war and Dith Pran who is the Cambodian journalist who will act as Sydney’s guide and translator. The movie focuses on the brotherhood of these two men and how each has to overcome great struggles, especially Dith Pran. As the movie brings us back to history, we can see the pain and suffering the Cambodian peop

Another film night, initially I was hesitant to join the film group this Sunday, as the theme was war and I was admittedly afraid of dealing with the reality of war and the pain and suffering that is the result. The documentary by the renowned Christian Frei, was entitled “War Photographer” which highlights the journey of the life of prolific photographer James Nachtwey. The film eerily begins with a man seemingly blocking out everything around him, is steadily focused on taking pictures, not only simply pictures but pictures that will make a difference and communicate to the whole world the calamities people face in war zones. There you see what once was, a beautiful painting that probably was from the renaissance time ruined, marred with dirt and soon will be consumed by the fire around it. This scene is from the Kosovo war, Jim, as he is fondly called, is telling the people’s story of the war aftermath. You see as he takes pictures of grieving families, you see the