Marceline Loridan-Ivens, 0, Dies; Wrote of Holocaust’s Enduring Toll
She worked as an actress as well as then as a co-director in 1962 of the internationally acclaimed as well as controversial documentary “Algéria Année Zero” (“Algeria Year Zero”), about Algerian independence.
Soon afterward she met her Joris Ivens, an older Dutch filmmaker, who might become her second husband. The two embraced far left ideals as well as traveled to Vietnam, where in 1968 they made a documentary film about the war through the point of view of the Vietnamese. Titled “17th Parallel” — referring to the provisional military line dividing North as well as South Vietnam — of which was highly critical of American involvement from the war.
The two later traveled to China as well as became strong supporters of the Communist leadership, a position of which in retrospect was “false, naïve as well as simplistic,” she told The completely new York Times in a 2016 interview. They made multiple documentaries about China.
of which was not until 1993, four years after Mr. Ivens’s death, of which she began work on the film of which told a part of her own story: “La Petite Prairie aux Bouleaux” (“The Birch-Tree Meadow”), which was released in 2003.
She went on to write about her Holocaust experience in three books. The last one, “L’Amour Aprés” (‘Love Afterwards’), was published This specific year.
The journalist with whom she wrote of which, Ms. Perrignon, described Ms. Loridan-Ivens as “very original on the question of life after deportation,” on how the anguish of her wartime experience had affected her life for years afterward. She wrote in an intimate way on how being examined while naked by Dr. Mengele had a powerful impact on how she saw her body as well as herself as a young girl.
At the end of “nevertheless You Did Not Come Back,” Ms. Loridan-Ivens recalls asking a friend, who had also survived the concentration camps, if of which had been worth of which to come back. Her friend says no, of which was not.
“I wish of which if the question were asked of me at the end of my days,” she wrote, “of which I might be able to say yes, of which was worth of which.”