Il responsabile delle risorse umane

Yulia Petracka was her name and she worked cleaning the largest bakery in Jerusalem, Israel. When she gets killed in a suicide bombing in January 2002, the human resources manager is confronted with insensitivity from the press and pressure to do the right thing. Yulia was a foreigner in Israel, a second class citizen who wasn't even Jewish. She was Romanian Christian immigrant. The Human Resources manager without a name like in the book entitled "A Woman in Jerusalem," goes on a journey to discover this woman's life who touched her son, mother, ex-husband, and a co-worker. He makes the long traveling journey to Romania with the journalist photographer and is met by the Israeli consul at the airport. I actually read and loved the book itself. This movie something that I had to have because I found the book to be passionate, thought-provoking, and brilliant. This film does the book's justice even if it made modifications for the screen. The book and the film reminds us that a person makes a difference, a huge difference when we least expect it, dead or alive.

I have not read the book. and I am Romanian. so, profound subjective about the reflection of my country in this movie, in the manner of the details first. and the details are real interesting. the dark sketch of Romanian reality is not real fair. or correct. but it uses an old comfortable recipes about East. the way of the human resources manager and photographer in an exotic/savage country is far to be original and reminds the traditional Jewish perspective about the lands, people and differences. the dark humor, the silence, the adventures with the flavor of Hasidic stories, the music,the relations between characters, the mark of globalization and its selfishness, the similarities with the new wave of Romanian cinematography are the basic virtues. but the good point, for me, remains the presence of Irina Petrescu as the grandmother. she has the necessary , precious art to give to the gray atmosphere depth, remembering its roots and theirs fundamental importance.

The Human Resources Manager (2010), directed by Eran Riklis, is a film that starts off with the death of a Romanian immigrant in Israel. Although her death was not work-related, an investigative reporter--"The Weasel"--decides to publicize the case as an example of the cold-hearted approach of the company to its employees. (The company officials did not realize that she had died.) To counteract the negative publicity, the human resources manager is sent to accompany the body to Romania, and to arrange for burial. Of course, The Weasel shows up in Romania as well.

Naturally, complications ensue. The complications make up the real plot of the film. The HR Manager is out of his element, doesn't speak Romanian, and is a Jew among Christians. He is trying to act in good faith, but personal problems, mechanical problems, and religious problems continue to obstruct progress.

This isn't a bad film, but it's somewhat formulaic, and not always very funny. The acting is good, especially that of Mark Ivanir as the HR manager and Guri Alfi as The Weasel. There are some humorous moments, but the grim, unhappy moments outweigh them.

This wasn't really a memorable film for me. It's worth seeing if it comes your way, but I wouldn't seek it out. We saw it at the excellent Rochester Jewish Film Festival, in the wonderful Dryden theater at George Eastman house. However, there's no reason it shouldn't work as well on the small screen.

THE HUMAN RESOURCES MANAGER is not only the main character of this smart, funny, touching film, it is also the theme: dealing with human responses to illogical situations takes skills few people have mastered. Based on the novel 'A Woman in Jerusalem' by Abraham B. Jehoshua, adapted for the screen by Noah Stollman, and directed with great flair by Eran Riklis, this little story begins as a strange tiny seed and grows into a lesson about the sanctity of the human spirit by films end.

A Human Resources Manager (Mark Ivanir is a multifaceted performance) is divorced from his wife (Reymond Amsalem) and only sees his daughter (Roni Koren) on occasion. He has been brought to Jerusalem by The Widow (Gila Almagor) to be the Human Resources Manager to Jerusalem's largest bakery because of his skills, but soon the climate changes: an Romanian ex-employee Yulia has been found dead due to a suicide bombing in Jerusalem, an employee unknown to the HR Manager, and the Press (in the person of 'The Weasel' - Guri Alfi - a looney photographer journalist) decides to make a case of corporate coldness in the situation. The Widow places the possible corporate disaster in the HR Manager's hands, and after much research, it is discovered that the body being kept in the city morgue cannot be buried without a family member 's signature. Yulia's ex-husband (Bogdan E. Stanoevitch) is uncovered but cannot sign for the body's release because the couple was divorced. The HR manager is directed to take the casket to Romania, have Yulia's mother (Irina Petrescu) sign for it, and bury the body there. The men - HR Manager, ex-husband, and Weasel - begrudgingly set off for Romania where they are met by the Israeli Counsel (Rosina Kambus) and her amour (Julian Negulesco) who offer their van and driver (Papil Panduru) to take the body to Yulia's home. At the town where Yulia had lived the group encounters Yulia's son (Noah Silver), a juvenile delinquent whom the father had thrown out of the home. Many conflicts arise before the boy joins the group, takes the body to the boy's grandmother who informs the little groups that Yulia lived and died in Jerusalem and must be returned there to be buried! The van collapses and the HR Manager and Weasel must return the body to Jerusalem in an army tank. It is an ongoing comedy of errors, but in the course of events the HR Manager rediscovers his own soft side of his humanity and learns the importance of human relations within families, towns, governments and people in general.

Though the story is potentially a very sad statement about how immigrants are treated by corporations and how victims of suicide bombings can be all but forgotten, but the writing of script keeps the all too human acts of errors and acts of personal forgiveness beautifully balanced. The entire cast is excellent, but Mark Ivanir as the Human Resources Manager makes the film work - a brilliant, understated performance that spreads over the entire range of human responses and reactions. The film is visually stunning, showing us the beauty of Jerusalem, the devastation of Romania, and the incredibly picturesque winter scenes in Romania's very catholic towns. In Hebrew, English and Romanian with English subtitles. It is a little gem of a film.

Grady Harp

The title Human Resource Manager of this movie has a task thrust upon him, completely unforeseen and probably not in his or any other HR Manager's job description. A female employee of his company, the largest bread bakery in Jerusalem, is killed in a terrorist attack, under circumstances which bring an embarrassing public relations nightmare to the company. The deceased woman was a recent immigrant from Romania (the actors who play her relatives speak Romanian, but the country is never actually named, only identified as a former communist country in Eastern Europe), and the owner of the bakery sends the HR Manager to escort the body to her homeland. Tagging along on the journey is the same muckraking photojournalist (known to the audience as "The Weasel") who brought the bad PR upon the bakery in the first place.

This movie could have taken any of a number of different tracks without any change in the plot line, in which the HRM encounters several bureaucratic or emotional obstacles upon arriving in Romania and meeting with local officials, the Israeli consul, and the teenage son and ex-husband of the deceased, all the while hoping to make this a short trip to get home in time to chaperone a school trip for his own neglected teenage daughter, and clashing with "The Weasel".

Had this been an American movie, I have could easily pictured it done as a "road/buddy" comedy, a rather slippery slope down which this movie could have descended to a bonehead movie a la A WEEKEND AT BERNIE'S.

At the other end of the spectrum, I did in fact see this movie as part of the Film Movement foreign film subscription series shown at a public library. I'm rather new to that series, and this movie was the third I'd seen. The first two were totally depressing: ILLEGAL, which showed the suffering of a Russian woman illegally in Belgium and undergoing deportation and separation from her teenage son, and THE COLOR OF THE MOUNTAIN, showing the takeover of a small Colombian village by narco-terrorists, and its impact on the children, their families and their school. This movie had the potential of going down that gloomy path as well.

Instead, this was the first one in the series where I actually felt good at the end. The poignancy and pathos of the HRM dealing with the deceased's relatives is well offset by the adventurous challenges he faces getting the deceased to her final resting place, and by the comedic sparring between him and the journalist.

This movie was very nicely balanced. For my own personal tastes, I might have liked it a little better if there had been a touch more comedy, one or two more laugh out loud moments, but if the production crew were wary of the slippery slope to A WEEKEND AT BERNIE'S, I have no quarrel with that call. It's not quite a perfect movie for me, but nearly so.