At their best Holocaust films can never adequately capture the horror of concentration camps.
At their worst they fetishize a culture of death.
Then there’s “Son of Saul,” which is like an episode of “The Office” set in Hell.
It’s about a slaughterhouse where people are murdered in assembly line fashion. Management wears uniforms but slave labor does the dirty work.
Prisoners themselves, called Sonderkommando, herd Jews off trains like cattle and into changing rooms where wary but hopeful people undress with promise of soup and showers, the latter of course a euphemism for the Final Solution.