This documentary had particular resonance for me due to the fact that my daughter's great-grandfather, who I had the privilege of spending time with before his death, was imprisoned in Auschwitz during the latter end of WW2, for defending his country against the Nazis; the Nazis took the country over, hence his imprisonment. He told me that he had to drink his own urine to survive, and that the guards would purposely starve them, then put a pile of bread…

I have not been this astounded, shocked and mesmerised by a documentary since I watched 'The Imposter' in 2012. WOW. Watching this, you will find yourself with white knuckles, leaning forward at the edge of the couch, saying "what the fuck..." a lot at a multitude of volume levels and intensities while shaking my head in disbelief, rampant butterflies flapping about like crazy within your belly. (Well, that what my experience, anyway!) By the half way point, I couldn't help…