France's role in the Shoah

Sarah’s Key unlocks moral dilemmas of 1942 deportation of French Jews

By MICHAEL FOX

The worthy French film Sarah’s Key has two overriding aims, like the 2007 novel by Tatiana de Rosnay from which it’s adapted.

The first is to expose a generally unknown — or willfully forgotten — chapter in France’s long, blemished relationship with its Jewish population.

Showing Now at the Edina Cinema

The other is to connect the Holocaust to the present in a way that makes it come alive for contemporary audiences who are, inevitably, a couple of generations and thousands of miles removed.

To that end, the film shifts back and forth between Sarah, a Jewish child in Paris in 1942, and Julia, an American journalist in the City of Light 60 years later. One storyline, however, proves immeasurably more compelling than the other.

Frankly, it’s gratifying to report that the Holocaust-era saga is the primary reason to see Sarah’s Key. The riveting (albeit fictional) wartime events deliver a knockout emotional punch, while the present-day story dissolves into half-hearted melodrama and half-baked contrivance.

On balance, though, the good far outweighs the hokum.

At its core, Sarah’s Key wants to engage us in profound moral questions of responsibility and behavior. The most uncomfortable probes would seem to be directed at non-Jews; but the notion of passive participation in injustice, persecution and murder is surely relevant to anyone.

In 1942, the Paris police arrested thousands of Jews and confined them for several frightening days in the Vélodrome d’Hiver, an indoor stadium, before shipping them to Auschwitz. (This despicable episode is a crucial part of the subtext of another current French release, the screwball comedy The Names of Love.)

Sarah’s Key imagines Sarah and her parents were among the arrestees and, furthermore, that the quick-thinking girl concealed her little brother in their apartment before the gendarmes hustled them away.

Once it dawns on Sarah that his fate is in her hands, she embarks on a daunting mission that compels her to depend on the kindness of strangers.

Now, it should be noted that some neighbors lobbed anti-Semitic insults as Jews were taken from their homes, while others took action (for or against) on the basis of mercenary self-interest.

It is the latter possibility that chills Julia (Kristin Scott Thomas, working in French and English), a Paris-based American researching a magazine story commemorating the 60th anniversary of the roundup. Incredibly, she discovers that the apartment she and her French husband are redecorating, and which his family has long owned, belonged to Sarah’s family.

Did Julia’s in-laws accidentally benefit from the expulsion of Jews? Or, horrible as it is to contemplate, were they abettors and collaborators, propelled by hatred or opportunism?

This is a mystery fraught with consequences, no doubt about it. But once the secret is revealed, Julia’s life devolves into prosaic melodrama.

The usually remarkable Kristin Scott Thomas gives a pedestrian, unmemorable performance, but it can’t be laid entirely at her feet. It’s unavoidable that the stuff of Julia’s life — a self-absorbed husband, an unexpected pregnancy — would seem trivial next to the life-and-death dangers, traumas and sorrows that buffet Sarah.

Ultimately Sarah’s Key has a third goal, to leave viewers mulling what we would do if our neighbors were hauled away. Would we conceal and shelter the innocent (at great personal risk) or would we benefit from the spoils?

It’s a useful question but not one that will occupy most Jewish viewers — who, after all, will identify with Sarah and her parents more than Julia’s in-laws.

It is that personal connection, across the years and miles, that makes Sarah’s Key a moving and worthwhile addition to the filmography of the Holocaust.

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Sarah’s Key opens July 29 at the Edina Cinema, 50th Street and France Avenue South.

Michael Fox writes from San Francisco.

(American Jewish World, 7.22.11)