The Palestinian filmmaker Annemarie Jacir’s fourth and most ambitious feature, Palestine ’36 (opening Friday, March 27 at several Bay Area theaters), is the kind of movie that critics like to say nobody makes anymore: an expensive, expansive period piece that movingly depicts the impossible sacrifices of everyday people against a backdrop of geopolitical events whose consequences reverberate to this very minute.
Palestine’s submission for the Best International Feature Oscar (it was shortlisted but not nominated), Palestine ’36 has both the virtues and flaws of the typical historical epic in that it necessarily compresses multiple perspectives into two hours. While the stakes are made palpable and our emotional connections to the characters are solid, key dramatic events come and go in a flash and some of the dialogue is overly succinct and on the nose.
“Your land is where your people are buried,” a grandmother instructs her granddaughter. “You have something more powerful than the entire British Empire. You come from a line of brave people who love their land.”

A speech underscoring the values of home, identity and ownership comes with the territory, pardon the pun. Jacir’s great contribution is immersing us in pre-World War II Palestine through careful attention to clothes and settings, augmented with restored and colorized archival footage. It is a pleasure to inhabit a physical, analog world where you can practically taste the dust and the grape leaves, and a 19th-century single-shot pistol has the weight of the world.
Shot on location in Palestine and Jordan, Palestine ’36 is at heart a multi-generational mosaic of profiles in radicalization. Surely you aren’t surprised to hear that this is a politically charged film, although (for better or worse) it never stops in its tracks for a utopian debate of principles and tactics à la English filmmaker Ken Loach (Land and Freedom).




