
It is easy to wake up in the morning, brush your teeth, get ready for work… and think your life sucks. It is easy to understand the concept of death, and yet there are people who can’t understand the concept of freedom.
I remember when I saw a video of defected North Koreans eating meat for the first time. They were not children. They were adults.
We watch our 100+ channels and listen to our choice of radio station and can’t even comprehend a life of 1 tv station, and 1 radio station, the is constantly spouting propoganda and anti-American scentiment.
At one point, when asking a child how she felt once she had crossed the river away from North Korea, she cried and said she didn’t feel safe. When you live in a country that will put your entire family on a watch list for the disobedience of one member, how do you ever feel safe?
In an interview, one successful defector talked about remembering how after school the children all went into performance training. Not in some gymnasium with fat mats, but outside, on the hard cement, in the blasting heat, and the freezing cold. And you realize, while watching all the mass performances during grand sporting events and oohing and aahing over the synchrosy and beauty, that one misstep could mean extreme punishment. No food for your family, or even beatings.
This film was completely hand-camera style. It was uncomfortable. And I am not going to pretend that I didn’t cry. It is a world that seems almost science fiction, and yet, the most heartbreaking part is… it isn’t.













