IMES have changed since "Jung: In the Land of the
Mujaheddin," a documentary made by three Italian filmmakers in
Afghanistan, had its United States premiere at the Human Rights
Watch Film Festival in New York in June.
"Then, people were still asking us, `Is there a war going on in
Afghanistan?,' " recalled Giuseppe Petitto, the film's editor and
line producer, speaking by telephone from his Rome office. "They're
not likely to ask that now."
Jung means war in Dari, one of the main Afghan languages. The
film, which opens in New York on Friday, is a searing portrait of
the devastation brought on by two decades of armed conflict in a
land that until recently most people had forgotten. It is a vision
of Afghanistan that the policy analysts and retired generals on news
broadcasts cannot begin to offer: a remarkably intimate look at the
human costs of war.
The camera captures a turbaned man standing in the harsh
landscape of Afghanistan's Panjshir valley amid an endless crowd of
refugees fleeing the northward advance of Taliban troops. His voice
is hoarse but urgent, his face haggard. "Other peoples' wars have
ended," he says. "Why doesn't it end here?"
"Jung" offers no answers to his haunting question. Instead, it
follows three people — a doctor, a war correspondent and a nurse —
trying to set up a hospital in territory loosely controlled by a
federation of Islamic guerrilla fighters (or mujahedeen, as the term
is often transliterated) known today as the Northern Alliance. The
story begins in February 1999, when Mr. Petitto and the film's
co-directors, Alberto Vendemmiati and Fabrizio Lazzaretti (all in
their mid-30's), arranged to travel to Afghanistan with Ettore Mo,
an older Italian journalist who had covered the country since 1979,
when Soviet troops joined an ongoing civil war. Gino Strada, a
surgeon and the founder of Emergency, an international aid
organization for civilian war victims, and Kate Rowlands, a British
nurse and Emergency staff member, joined them.
A rickety Soviet-era helicopter carries them from Dushambe, the
capital of Tajikistan, across snow- capped mountains and into a
desolate valley where mujahedeen greet them. Continuing by truck,
they pass bands of armed men, wraithlike figures of fully-veiled
women and the scattered wreckage of ruined tanks before arriving at
the home of Burhanuddin Rabbani, president of the Northern Alliance.
Strangely impassive, with his white beard and turban, he grants Dr.
Strada permission to establish the hospital.
The group tours the region's sole working medical facility, at
Charikar. Balls of dung serve as fuel to heat the rudimentary
operating room. Many of the patients are children, their wounds the
hellish harvest of land mines planted by Soviet, Taliban and
mujahedeen forces. The most common procedures are amputations,
sometimes graphically depicted.
Charikar, near the front lines, is frequently shelled by the
Taliban. Standing outside, a little girl calmly explains how bombs
hit her house, leaving her arm a bandaged stump. In the market,
small boys labor as blacksmiths, and destitute widows beg. Under
fire in the trenches, a ragtag army shoots back haphazardly while
tiny figures across the valley recede into the distance.
Even the amusements appear sinister. To entertain a crowd
gathered in celebration of the Islamic New Year, one man eats shards
of glass while others play the ancient game of Buzkashi, competing
on horseback for a calf carcass, and tearing it asunder like their
homeland.
For the filmmakers, the most difficult moments came in July 1999,
when a massive Taliban assault on Charikar and the Shamali plain
threatened to make Emergency's plans for the hospital a casualty of
the crisis. But a 75-minute version of the film, broadcast on
Italian television that June, had already generated $200,000 in
private donations. A new location was chosen in the town of Anobah.
"At the end, the hospital and the film became the same project for
us," Mr. Petitto said.
The filmmakers also interview Ahmed Shah Massoud, the "lion of
Panjshir," a mujahedeen leader killed on Sept. 9 by assassins
believed to be associates of Osama bin Laden. Vikram Parekh, a
researcher on Afghanistan at Human Rights Watch, admires the film
but is troubled by its uncritical stance toward Massoud's Northern
Alliance. "The film shows people who are victims of indiscriminate
bombing by the Taliban," he said. "But it never mentions that
Massoud's forces had also carried out such attacks on Kabul, without
regard for civilian casualties." Though the Taliban's record of
human rights violations far outweighs that of the Northern Alliance,
"all sides have committed abuses," he said. "And neither has
demonstrated a popular mandate to govern."
Speaking by satellite telephone from Anobah, where the hospital
is still functioning, Mr. Vendemmiati explained his position. "Being
a filmmaker means dealing first of all with human passions and
feelings," he said. "You have to be part of the reality you are
describing. We were trying to understand what it means to live in a
country where the war has been going on for 20 years. We were more
interested in that, rather than in trying to finding out who was
politically responsible."
Mr. Vendemmiati and Mr. Petitto met when they were film students
in Rome. They directed one feature together, then joined forces with
Mr. Lazzaretti and made several short television documentaries. For
"Jung," they spent seven months in Afghanistan over the course of
two years, creating a rare glimpse into this remote culture. Iranian
directors like Mohsen Makhmalbaf with "Kandahar" and Majid Majidi
with "Baran" (both to open in the next few months), have dramatized
the plight of women under the Taliban and Afghan refugees in Iran,
by far the country's largest immigrant group. Both are fictional
films shot on the Iranian border.
The second half of "Jung" shows the hospital in action, with a
local staff drawn largely from the handicapped victims of mines and
war. About 30 percent of the hospital workers are women. Dazed
mujahedeen arrive from the battlefield for surgery. Dr. Strada tries
to convince them not to return to combat. One young soldier has his
leg amputated; months later, the camera reveals him fighting at the
front. "It's his profession," Mr. Petitto explained. "Out of 10
people that you treat, probably five will go back to fighting. And
five will understand that that's not the right way. Creating a
hospital is not just making a place where people can be treated. It
s also making room for new ideas, a different way of living
together."
On the telephone from Anobah, Dr. Strada concurred. "Less than
one-third of the Afghan population has access to any kind of health
facilities," he said. "So a hospital becomes a place where we can
practice a few human rights that are basic to everybody."
"Jung" also shows a man receiving treatment for acute melanoma.
The cancer has eaten away at his jaw. "We thought it would be a good
metaphor for this country that is dying from the cancer of unending
war," Mr. Petitto said. "We see in his face the fate of
Afghanistan." Yet even this ruin of a man reaches behind his bed to
find an apple for his small son.
Much of "Jung" is told from a child's perspective. In one
wrenching scene, a 4-year-old girl carrying a bag of apples arrives
alone at the hospital to visit her grandfather, a grizzled
mujahedeen who has lost his leg to a landmine,. "She's come to see .
. ." he says, before his voice trails off in desperation. Her wide
eyes appear huge in her tiny face.
Emergency ran a hospital in Kabul for a short time last spring,
before a brutal raid by Taliban moral police caused the
association's Milan office to close it. But Dr. Strada has been
negotiating to reopen it and hopes to return there soon. Mr.
Lazzareti and Mr. Vendemiatti plan to accompany him.
"For me, a child at ground zero and a child in the bazaar at
Kabul have the same face," Dr. Strada said. (The Web site
www.Emergency.it lists more than 100 civilian victims of the past
month's bombing, compiled by the organization's nurses in Kabul.)
"You cannot have categories of victims, A, B and C," he added.
"Either human rights are valid for everyone or else they're just
privileges."
Leslie Camhi writes from New York about film, art and
books.