White Light\Black Rain: The Destruction Of Hiroshima And Nagasaki Page #2

Synopsis: As global tensions rise, the unthinkable threat of nuclear war has become very real--and very frightening. Through the powerful recollections of the survivors of the atomic bombs that leveled two Japanese cities in 1945, this film presents a deeply moving look at the painful legacy of the first--and hopefully last--uses of thermonuclear weapons in war. Directed by Oscar(R)-winning filmmaker Steven Okazaki (1990's 'Days of Waiting'), 'White Light, Black Rain' provides a comprehensive, moving account of the bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki from the unique points of view of the people, both Japanese and American, who were there.
Genre: Documentary
Director(s): Steven Okazaki
Production: HBO
  Won 1 Primetime Emmy. Another 2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
8.4
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
NOT RATED
Year:
2007
86 min
1,284 Views


as he died.

My mother told my brother,

''l will die with you.''

Luckily,

a neighbor came by

and pulled her away.

He said, ''Please,

Mrs. Nakazawa,

you can't die with them!''

We walked out

onto the playground

lt was a sea of fire.

All Hiroshima was burning.

There was no escape,

except to the river.

The flames were

jumping at us

so l put my head

underwater.

The river was full

of dead bodies.

We stayed there

and watched

the city burn.

When the hysteria

died down,

l realized my skin

was dangling

off my arm

and the clothes on

my back were gone.

l said, ''l'm burned''

With all my might

l tried to get up,

but l couldn't stand,

much less walk.

Someone carried me

on his back

and laid me down

under a tree.

All around me,

people were dying.

They told us their names.

and asked us to

contact their families.

Then they asked

for water

and they died.

The children were crying.

Even though their

parents were dead,

they still cried

for their mothers

''Mama,

please give me water!''

Then they'd fall over

and suddenly

they were silent.

That's how l killed

two people.

l gave them water

and they died.

You can't drink

it that fast

when you're completely

dehydrated.

The body gives out.

But l didn't know that.

As l was getting the water,

black rain started falling.

lt covered everything,

turning everything black.

Of course, we didn't know

it was radioactive.

l wanted water

so badly,

but l couldn't speak.

When night came,

it drizzled.

So l licked the water

off the tree and fell asleep.

The next morning,

there was no one alive

around me.

Back then,

during the war,

we had water tanks

for putting out fires.

One after another,

people piled in

to escape the fire.

The tanks were

stuffed with bodies.

l can't describe

what l witnessed.

l don't have the words.

lt's like,

when you burn

a fish on the grill.

That's what they

looked like

to me, as a child.

The boy's face

was swollen.

His eyes were gone.

His body was

completely burned.

His skin was shredded

and falling off.

l couldn't believe

it was my brother.

We used a wooden door

for a stretcher

and looked for help.

My mother tried

to comfort him.

My brother

was fortunate because

he got to hear

my mother's voice

before he went

to heaven.

l found the bones

of two people--

my mother

and my grandmother.

Also, my older sister.

My older brother disappeared.

My other brother too.

My little brother

and a little sister

and one more brother.

l'm the only one who lived.

We were all Catholics.

Ours was the biggest

Christian church in Asia.

How could they

drop the bomb on us?

lf there's a God...

lt was difficult

to identify the bodies.

As we searched,

we cried, ''Mommy!''

l saw two burnt bodies,

not too far away.

l saw that one of the bodies

had holes where

the eyes should be

and one gold tooth.

My mother had one gold tooth,

so l knew it was her.

''Hurry, l found her!''

l yelled to my sister

My sister said,

''l'm too scared!''

l said, ''Come here now!''

So my sister ran over

Together we looked

at the body

We reached out

and said, ''Mommy!''

Before our eyes,

it crumbled into ashes

This happened 60 years ago.

But l'll never forget it.

''Mommy!''

The only things that moved

in Hiroshima were the flies

circling over the dead.

A godforsaken place

covered with dead bodies.

At first, you feel

completely overwhelmed.

Then you become numb

and you can't feel anything.

One after another,

they died.

At first,

hardly anyone survived.

We needed to make room

for those who could

be saved.

l walked among

all the dead bodies

looking for someone

who was alive.

Our faces were swollen

and bandaged.

No one could recognize me.

My mother was looking for me

but there were

so many people.

She walked through

the entire place

whispering my name

in people's ears.

Finally she found me.

This is what l looked like

after they took off

the bandages

and the bleeding stopped.

l regained consciousness.

You see my burned

and infected body.

They had to pull

the bandages

off and on regularly.

The pain was so intense,

l'd pass out.

The worst thing

was the maggots

eating my flesh.

That was pure hell.

The patients

in the hospital

both the adults

and the children

would hear the nurses

coming down the hall

and as they approached

everyone would beg

to be killed.

lt hurt so much.

l lay in bed immobile

for 21 months.

l developed wounds

from the bed sores.

Also on the side

of my face.

These are my ribs.

You can see my heart beating

between the ribs.

The heat rays melted my arm

and my skin was hanging down.

My back was burned

all the way down.

lt hurt everywhere.

They ripped the gauze

off my back,

l tried to bear the pain

but at that moment

l started yelling at them

to kill me.

Everyday, the pain

was unbearable.

All l could think about

was dying.

The doctors were clueless

about how to treat me.

They still don't know.

After a year and a half,

l left the hospital.

They drove me

to the train station.

The station was crowded

with people.

Suddenly, they noticed

my burnt face.

They all stared

at me with horror.

l didn't have the

courage to stare back.

l just looked down

and cried.

l hid in a corner

until the train arrived.

l cried the entire

When l got home,

l wouldn't leave the house.

l wouldn't go outside, ever!

l was very stubborn about it.

l told my mother

that l would rather die.

As l cried, my mother

looked away.

She just ignored me.

When my crying

turned into a whimper,

she swooped in

next to me.

She said, ''lf it makes you feel better

to cry, then cry all you want.''

''Mommy will be by your side

no matter what happens.''

l think it was her love

that saved me.

But then

people who should've been

getting better

came down with

''atomic bomb disease.''

No doctor had

seen this before.

l had a high fever

but there was

no treatment for it.

On the outside,

people looked normal

but they were very lethargic.

l'd collapse,

lose consciousness.

Everything became blurry

and l'd faint.

There were many

strange symptoms--

hair loss, bleeding,

purple spots.

People said that we

had some kind

of contagious disease.

No one would

come near us.

So many health problems.

l would bleed from my ass,

from my gums.

My liver swelled up.

My kidneys stopped working.

A life of sickness.

Tens of thousands got sick.

And they were dying,

left and right.

We didn't know what it was.

For a doctor,

it's frightening

not to know

what you're treating.

My sister, Kuniko, was 1 3.

Her gums were bleeding.

All of her hair fell out.

Her body was covered

with purple spots.

She was writhing in pain.

After the bomb,

she seemed fine,

so we didn't understand

what was happening to her.

Then she died.

lt was me who convinced

my parents

that the family should

be together in Nagasaki.

A few months later

they were dead.

My siblings never

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Steven Okazaki

Steven Toll Okazaki (born March 12, 1952 in Venice, California) is an American filmmaker. He is Sansei Japanese American (3rd generation) and is based in the San Francisco Bay Area. He has received a Peabody Award and been nominated for four Academy Awards, winning an Oscar for the documentary short subject, Days of Waiting: The Life & Art of Estelle Ishigo (1990). more…

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