Last night I started watching THE LARK FARM by the Taviani brothers, based on the novel by Antonia Arslan, but could not finish it. Gave up after the first beheading. Too violent. Too close to home. Violence in American films doesnt bother me in the least. I have even enjoyed Tarantinos KILL BILL. But the violence in THE LARK FARM I found unbearable.
Now I know why some well-meaning and decent Turks deny the reality of the Genocide. Too painful to admit it.
The Holocaust was a much more impersonal, almost bureaucratic operation. By contrast those who carried out the Genocide were personally acquainted with their victims in the same way that Talaat knew Zohrab who at one point even risked his own life to save him from the secret police of the Sultan.
There is another point effectively captured by the Taviani brothers. The extermination of the Armenians must be thorough and include the children; otherwise they will come back for revenge.
The fear of Armenian terrorism is present today in every Turk who ventures abroad.
They scattered us to the four corners of the world and now they are faced with the possibility of sudden death without warning.
I will never forget my first encounter with a Turk who identified himself as a Cypriote but did so with so much hesitation that he left no doubt as to his real identity.