The Boy in the Woods

The film is a powerful story of hope, resilience, and survival of the human spirit. There aren't many films about personal stories during the Holocaust let alone for those who were in situations outside of the camps. You can't simply dismiss it for not having as much action/climax as other films because it is based on a true story and adding exceedingly unnecessary plot devices and ideas takes away from the fact that this is the true-story of someone's fight for survival, especially as a child in an environment most adults couldn't handle in that era, let alone the 21st century. The film kept me on the edge of my seat and touched my heart in ways a fictional story never could have this genre. The actors, especially the main three did brilliantly and respected the actual persons they portrayed. The added bit post-ending with the actual survivor was a heartwarming bit which made the film all the more special. It is a well worth watching film.

The main stars, all three were excellent in the roles.

The story itself is one of tremendous hardship, bravery, and survival. For what appears to be a limited budget film the director is still able to deliver. There is no doubt that the acting leaves quite a bit to be desired. The costume design is not up to what you would expect and the camera shots are not good but acceptable.

Again, despite all its flaws the film stays on course and delivers its message. The ending scene where it shows the real life character for me adds so much to it all. Being able to see the human connection in real life added so much strength to the importance of the story and why it was essential that it was told. The saying "save one life, save the world" is played out in real time as you get to see the generations saved by one little boys brave decision and the sacrifice of others made to protect this life in a time of great danger.

Where do I start? There are so many criticisms of this movie that I'm only going to mention the most obvious. The most glaring is the 'shaky camera syndrome' which will induce an epileptic reaction in the more sensitive viewers, but appears to be popular among the less gifted directors these days. Second on the list is the horrendous acting. Hard to take anything they say or do seriously. Next is the wardrobe. It appears they went to the local second hand bin to retrieve the costumes. Perhaps it was due to the budget; which apparently was bare minimal. Lastly; these type of films seem to be churned out ad nauseam these days, and frankly, are getting so predictable and tiresome.

The story is very well written and wonderfully acted. Knowing that it is true makes it that much more heartbreaking and touching. I'm shocked at reviews who complain that « these stories are overdone ».

It is the true story of a young jewish boy who was able to avoid capture by the nazis by surviving in the woods for nearly a year. He was initially helped by a farmer and later on befriended another boy in the woods when staying at the farm became too risky. The pair rely on each other during hardship but make the most of it by maintaining their playfulness and youth.

Set in what was then known as Poland (now a part of Ukraine) in 1944.

It seems that various young Jews who survived the Nazis found their way to Canada, and Canadians end up telling their stories.

In this case, it was 1943, and the Jewish population of a small town in eastern Poland (now north-west Ukraine) was about to be "resettled". Urged by his mother, Max, a 12-year-old boy, manages to escape, meets pre-arranged Gentile family friends, who send him to live with a farm family as their nephew. However, as the reward for finding Jews go up, it becomes too dangerous, and the farmer sends him to the woods, living with in a small cave with little equipment, surviving on foraging, and catching the occasional rabbit.

Along the way, Max meets and befriends a younger boy, who has also been hiding in the woods, but whose parents have not returned from finding food.

This tale is well told. The Northern Ontario location stands in well as the Polish woods. The boys who hold up the film acquit themselves well. My beef is that, over many months, the boys still seem reasonably well groomed, and their clothes not all caked in mud.