אמתע מעשׂה, אמתע מעשׂה

[sovay]

For the first night of Hanukkah, my mother accompanied me to None Shall Escape (1944) at the Harvard Film Archive. It snowed into the late afternoon, silver-dusting the unsanded streets. The wind chill feels like zero Fahrenheit. spatch and I lit the first night's candle for strength.

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[sovay]

NOW I can congratulate you on seeing it

Thank you! My mother was blown away by it and requested an internet copy to share with family and friends. The audience was entirely silent afterward and she thought they might have been shell-shocked. (She also thought your cousin did an amazing job.)