Cambodia's Oscar Contender
Using hand-carved clay figurines to expose the depths of the Khmer Rouge's genocide and the loss of his family
Zina Saunders
It takes a hardy soul to scrap a
year-and-a-half's worth of filming and start again from the beginning
with an entirely different approach. But that is what the documentary
maker
Rithy Panh
did after discovering the dramatic potential of re-enacting his
childhood memories of the Cambodian genocide (1975-79) using dozens of
hand-carved, painted clay figurines. The creative gamble has paid off
handsomely as "The Missing Picture" goes down in history as the first
Cambodian film ever to be nominated for an Academy Award.
It
is all the more remarkable for Mr. Panh's documentary to be nominated
in the best foreign-film category, where the four other nominees are
works of fiction. "What makes me so happy about this nomination is that
it shows that cinema is about more than just fiction," says the
soft-spoken Mr. Panh on the telephone from his home in Cambodia's
capital, Phnom Penh. "I think it's a brave decision and one which can be
of comfort to other documentary makers—it pushes the limit of what can
be nominated."
Since
graduating from film school in Paris in 1985, Mr. Panh has made it his
principal mission as a documentary maker to expose the terrible depths
of the Cambodian genocide that cost the lives of as many as two million
people through starvation, overwork and summary execution. Among those
who died were Mr. Panh's parents and all his siblings except for one
elder sister who managed to escape with him to a refugee camp in
Thailand.
"I didn't survive because I
was stronger than others," says Mr. Panh. "I survived because my family
and friends helped me to survive. They took my place. My job is to give
them back their dignity, tell their story and say their names. You know
we trot out a figure like two million dead, but where is the distinction
in that? As part of a number nobody is different, and that's what's
terrible. We shouldn't forget that behind each life lost was a unique
human being."
In previous documentaries
like "S21: The Khmer Rouge Killing Machine" (2003), about the notorious
Tuol Sleng security prison in Phnom Penh, and "Duch: Master of the
Forges of Hell" (2011), about convicted war criminal
Kaing Guek Eav
(better known by his nom de guerre, Duch), Mr. Panh has
confronted the murderous methodology of the Khmer Rouge killing machine.
For "S21," Mr. Panh's decision to persuade former prison guards to
return to Tuol Sleng and re-enact their crimes has proved hugely
influential.
American filmmaker
Joshua Oppenheimer
has said that Mr. Panh's approach inspired his own recently
Oscar-nominated documentary "The Act of Killing" about Indonesia's
little-reported killing fields. "I'm not someone who has to make a film
at any cost," says Mr. Panh. "I have to find the right way to make it or
not at all. 'S21' was a film about corporeal memory and how the same
gestures repeated many times years earlier can be reawakened."
Mr.
Panh agrees that "The Missing Picture" is his most personal documentary
to date, the only one where he uses the first person. He adapted the
screenplay from his autobiography, "The Elimination," which was
published in English last year. The film's title stems from Mr. Panh's
search for a single picture that could adequately represent the
Cambodian genocide in his eyes. It was—and one senses that he knew this
from the beginning—a futile quest.
"What
interested me the most in this whole business was the journey I made to
awaken memory and mourning," Mr. Panh says. "I was interested in this
question of how one reconstitutes one's memories." After months spent
poring over images of Cambodia from the 1970s—all that still existed was
propaganda film shot by the Khmer Rouge, some of which is included in
the documentary—a disillusioned Mr. Panh decided to go back to his
childhood home in Phnom Penh, which he had been forced to leave at age
13.
"It was the first time I'd been
back, and our house had been transformed into a bordello with
prostitutes plying their trade," he says. "It was heartbreaking." After
this traumatic experience, Mr. Panh built a small-scale model of his
house as he remembered it when he lived there. Wanting to get a better
idea of the dimensions of his model, Mr. Panh asked a young
French-Cambodian sculptor,
Sarith Mang,
to make him a little clay figurine to place alongside it.
"When
I saw what effect it had, I decided to start my project over using
these clay figurines," Mr. Panh says. "What I saw made me think of
Chagall's
drawings or
Picasso's
sculptures which evoke a childhood kind of innocence for me.
There's something very pure about these little figures—primitive but
also contemplative." The static figures appear amid a variety of
dioramas made out of cardboard, bits of wood, plastic and iron wire. For
the paddy fields, Mr. Panh's design team cultivated real rice-plant
cuttings.
As well as summoning the
horrors of genocide, Mr. Panh's film evokes his carefree childhood when
he would collect film scraps and watch them using a box and a small
light. These memories and others were the vital stuff that kept Mr. Panh
from losing his will to live in the Khmer Rouge's brutal work camps.
"To hang on you must hide within yourself a strength, a memory, an idea
that no one can take from you," he says in the film. "For if a picture
can be stolen, a thought cannot."
One of
the film's recurring images—indeed, how it begins and ends—is of the
stirring, relentless sea. In my naïveté I imagined this image was one
that Mr. Panh had used to symbolize the washing away of pain and
distress.
In fact, it was quite the
opposite. "It's more like having a wave of disappointment wash over
you," he says. "Sometimes you founder because you feel like you are
drowning beneath the wave and all you can do is come up gasping for air.
The only thing you can do to survive is to learn how to deal with the
pain."
It is for this reason, above all others, that Mr. Panh continues to trace his singular path as a filmmaker.
"The Missing Picture" comes out in the U.S. on March 19.
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