The Matchmaker

When they came to Israel, survivors from Nazi Europe did not manage to leave their emotional scars behind.

Even decades later, they found themselves misunderstood by those who had not been "there" in Europe, but in some cases (at least as portrayed in this movie) they thought of love as the great healer and pursued it. They pursued individual love, not free love or universal love, so it is strange that the movie adds a subplot, with an explicit contrast, about the first stirrings of imported Woodstock culture in Israel. Too much, I think. I would rather have seen the story take place ten years earlier and leave out the counterculture. Two cultures, that of the European-born and that of the Israeli-born, would have been contrast enough. I would also rather have seen less effort put into a reconstruction of a square in the Haifa port area that makes it look too vibrant, too colorful, too Fellinesque. (This may be the first Israeli movie that would have benefited from a smaller budget.) But when the movie is on-topic and concentrates on the adult characters rather than on the dream-Haifa set, the period props, or the invasion of American music, it works very well and with the help of some admirable actors, it creates something fresh and good-hearted.