Saul Oren tried to save his younger brother Moshe in Auschwitz, and believed he had failed him. Years later, in Israel, he learned that Moshe was alive.
Saul and his younger brother Moshe reached Auschwitz together. A German officer took nineteen young boys out of the line, the two of them among them, and for seven weeks they did not know why. When Moshe fell ill with a high fever, Saul asked the SS man in charge of his block to let him stay behind in Auschwitz. He understood his mistake at once, and could not undo it. The boys were sent on to Sachsenhausen, and Moshe was not with them.
The film is about the agony of a brother who tried to save his younger brother and felt that he had failed, a feeling that stayed with him for much of his adult life. It shows what happened before, and what he felt when he learned that Moshe was alive. When we met him he was a gentle man who told his testimony carefully.

“A man sees things he knew long ago, and he sees them as if they were alive before him. And that is what happened to me.” Saul, old, at a window over the sea, and beside him the boy he was.

Two boys at the wire, the older one holding the younger. “In the evening we arrived in Auschwitz.”
“We noticed that a German officer was asking young children questions.” The film draws the night of the arrival in snow, dark ink and the red glow of the officer.







“One day my brother Moshe was ill. He had a high fever. So I said, I will use the chance. I asked the SS man in charge of his block if he could stay in Auschwitz.”

The two brothers hold each other, drawn in white line on dark. “He stayed in Auschwitz, and we reached Sachsenhausen.”
“Straight away they sent us to the hospital. The doctor came: injections, blood tests, injections, blood tests. These were his experiments.”



A paper boat runs through the film, from a hand in the camp to the open sea.



The film carries him on alone: a promenade, a grown man in a hat with his eyes closed, the sea.



“I came to Israel, and in Jerusalem I looked for the office that searches for relatives. There were cards, cards, cards. I come to a card where I find myself, and the next card is Moshe’s.”

“I searched and searched, until I found my cousin Yeshaya. He lived in Haifa. And straight away he told me: your brother Moshe is alive. He is in Akko. On Sunday we will go and see him.”

“Everything that was in the past came back. And I sit facing the sea, and know that Moshe is alive, and that we will see him on Sunday. On Sunday.”

Saul Oren-Hornfeld’s own account, published in French. The portrait is captioned Moissac, 1945; the cover is a self-portrait he drew in 1999.