Mae Hasan Fi Ghzz

How many of these kids are still alive?

Will Sloan

What more can I say… Palestinians document their lives and make movies for us every day so we can witness what is, what has been happening for decades. This one was shot in 2001. I have no patience or heart for anyone who continues to turn away or say Israhell has a right…

KYK

After I left the theater towards my next screening, I met in the street with an old professor, someone I had classes with around the time this movie's images were originally made, and he asked if I was at the screening, and after I confirmed, he mentioned that he was there…

Filipe Furtado

there were many moving things kamal aljafari said about this found film made from three complete mini DV tapes he forgot he had shot in november 2001 in gaza, edited in camera and only manipulated in terms of adding text onscreen and music. he said he didn't feel the need…

nora

an incredible piece of personal archeology, showcasing the vitality of home movies, especially when your home is under constant threat of violence — heartbreaking to know what the fate of so many people in this footage, which is from over twenty years ago, likely is

Justin LaLiberty

Like Berlin-based Palestinian filmmaker Kamal Aljafari’s previous experimental film, “A Fidai Film” (2024), his new documentary, “With Hasan in Gaza,” is an exercise in archive and memory. In that film, Aljafari explored what happens to a people when their archives are…

Marya E. Gates

During the Q&A, an audience member asked Aljafari if he had heard from Hasan or his family. He responded, “[2001] was the first and last time I saw him… I hope he is alive. I hope he exists.” How many people still exist outside of this documentary? One of the most…

selin tiryakioglu ⭐️

Truly unratable. One of the most 2020s questions I can think of: "On a scale of 0-5 stars, how would you score this home movie footage of a decades-long project of ethnic cleansing and genocide?"

momalley

At first I found myself reliving the feelings of adolescence. Then I suddenly lost the ability to imagine and images disappeared. Life became the prison.

Lorenzo Sartor