Despite being interested, thanks to Robert Fisk’s Pity the Nation, in the events that transpired in Lebanon during the eighties, Blind Flight is one of those films that you can’t help but question the value of. It is all executed very well: the performances are superb, the camerawork and lighting effective, and the script does a surprisingly good job of extracting a certain structure from what is basically two men in a room for ninety minutes (though the score is perhaps a little heavy-handed and reliant on sustained ominous bass-notes). But, ultimately, what’s the point? It’s very interesting to see how the two men interacted with each other, but one imagines that their own written accounts (both of which are…

Despite being interested, thanks to Robert Fisk’s Pity the Nation, in the events that transpired in Lebanon during the eighties, Blind Flight is one of those films that you can’t help but question the value of. It is all executed very well: the performances are superb, the camerawork and lighting effective, and the script does a surprisingly good job of extracting a certain structure from what is basically two men in a room for ninety minutes (though the score is perhaps a little heavy-handed and reliant on sustained ominous bass-notes). But, ultimately, what’s the point? It’s very interesting to see how the two men interacted with each other, but one imagines that their own written accounts (both of which are…