set during the srebrenica massacre of 1995, during which over 8000 muslim men and boys were killed byhe command of war criminal ratko mladic, the film centres onjasna djuricic�*s titular translator, struggling to save her family during an unfolding atrocity to which the world turns a blind eye. it sounds unwatchably tough, but in the hands of writer—directorjasmila zbanic, this horrifying tale is lent a profoundly human heart, ensuring that we keep on watching, a notable achievement for a film that's centrally concerned with the spectre of looking away. there's a hint of terry george's hotel rwanda in the understated evocation of an approaching holocaust, the sense of something terrible unfolding in full view of a world that does nothing. both films managed to balance the enormity of dreadful historical events with the emotional specificity of a personal story, allowing the audience to engage even as they are appalled and outraged. crucially, zbanic describes her film as portraying the courage, love and resilience of a woman caught in a male game of war, while also providing an awful