Humanity was very lucky in the ٢٠th century to have cinema as a parallel world comparing the poor other one, exhausted by wars and conflicts, it represents a huge chance for men to dream and love and spread peace and security. This is why the camera faced tanks and the image confronted ballets and the cinema theatre defied war squares… in few words, the cinema has always been life against death. Now we have the right to ask: how would humanity be without cinema?
Humanity is the furthest cinema’s goals, and artworks not considering humanity as their main subject are meant to be forgotten. Maybe all the deathless artworks are those which succeed for humans only, despite our differences still are our common direction the cinema theatre and our common language; the image. Everyone keeps silent here, listening to this inner voice emerging from the depth, animated by the only beauty of the image and its tinsels. There will be no big debates, nor calm neither stormy, the image will carry our souls from those ragged bodies, and throw them in its kingdom, its own one, the one that resets us all in a one and only human, where we get rid of our differences on the threshold of the movie theatre and plug out our messes.
In fact, the image is the arm of the one who doesn’t own it, the cinema is the lie of the one who doesn’t have it, and as we need cinema to live, it needs us to survive… this is how it was going during our glorious history, our triumphal revolution that inspired the biggest producers and artists, we have the right to ask the question: how would the cinema be without the liberation war?
I am not able to answer this question, but I am pretty sure that our revolution holds scenes that cinema would never be able to capture, stories than couldn’t been told by writers, but we only try to remember throughout the cinema the value of love of struggle and peace that Algeria will always carry and which the cinema will always dream about.