Welcome
to Sarajevo (1997)
Our rating:
3 out of 5
Rated: R
reviewed by Charity Bishop
It is hard to talk about some films because it is
more about world events and fragments of history
than a fabricated plot. I was too young to pay much
attention to the news when Sarajevo was under siege,
but having seen this film will never forget the
horrors of that dreadful time in Bosnia. Welcome
to Sarajevo is not a "fun" film to watch, but
neither is it perversely dark. It has wonderful and
touching moments to counter the anguish of seeing so
many lives torn apart. But it does leave you
wondering, "Why didn't we do something?"
Bosnia is in a state of internal war between two
religious groups and the city of Sarajevo is the
heart of the violence. Snipers pick off ordinary
people in the street and there to cover the carnage
and attempt to force the rest of the world to take
notice are the adrenaline-driven journalists.
Representing all the major countries of the world
and living together in a dorm, often on the front
lines, their cameras panning bloodied bodies and
screaming children whose mothers have just been
killed, they lightheartedly joke about when or if
they will ever leave, but all of them face a grim
reality of helplessness. Their only weapon is
television. Foremost among them is Michael Henderson
(Stephen Dillane), an Englishman with a heart for the
children of Sarajevo. Ever since witnessing an altar
boy running down the street in bloodstained robes,
he has been haunted by the innocents caught in the
middle of war.
Though his friends warn him against emotional
involvement, he starts filming footage at a local
orphanage in an attempt to raise public awareness
and encourage the government to withdraw the
children from the front lines. Among the orphans
there is a nine-year-old named Emira, who has
undertaken responsibility for another child, an
infant she has named "Roadrunner." Desperate to be
out of Sarajevo, she begs Michael to promise her
that he will get her out of Bosnia. Eventually, a
van with diplomatic immunity is allowed to transport
out the kids who have friends and family outside
Bosnia. Emira does not qualify but Michael refuses
to leave her behind. Both a touching story of how a
man saved a child's life and a harrowing glimpse
into the grim realities of open warfare on city
streets, this film is one you will never forget
because the images it leaves you with are haunting,
and there are often no answers for why things
happen.
In one particularly terrifying scene, diplomatic
immunity is ignored by a passing caravan of
soldiers, who choose to leave with a half-dozen
children whose fate will never be known. In another,
a friend of Michael's returns home after a long day
at work, goes into his kitchen -- and is killed by
sniper fire. Scenes have been carefully
reconstructed for cinematic purposes but mingled
with them are real footage of the carnage in the
streets. Knowing it is real and that this really
happened makes it emotionally startling -- we see
bodies littering the street, drenched in blood; men
with part of their faces in shreds, a woman whose
foot has been blown off, leaving nothing but mangled
remains and sinew attaching her foot to her ankle.
The camera pans scenes such as these several times,
including lingering on two infants who were killed
in a crossfire. The opening scene is of a woman in a
wedding party being shot in the chest. It's
sickening because this really happened.
Apart from that there are a few other things worth
mentioning. A fully naked man is shown from the
front chasing the bus as it leaves Bosnia. There is
not an extraordinary amount of foul language but one
harsh abuse of deity and a half dozen or more
f-words are present. I spent the entire two hours
hoping Michael would not be killed, so allow me to
spare you my anxieties and promise that the movie
does have a happy ending. There is an unexpected
turn that may cause you some stress toward the end
but it has a surprisingly good outcome, so the
harrowing moments of war are countered by
overwhelming hope for the future of Bosnia. It is
not a movie for overly sensitive viewers, but for
those who are interested in history, it's an
excellent film, full of compassion and grace, on an
immensely sad point in time. Some might call it
"preachy" for its condemnation of the United
Nations, and no, it does not get into criticism of
both sides as much as it should (one quip from a
character implies that the world does not care
because Muslims are being killed; if Christians were
the target, the UN would have intervened long ago),
but I will never forget it and neither will you.