The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas

"Lines may divide us, but hope will unite us."

2008 1h 34m EN

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When his family moves from their home in Berlin to a strange new house in Poland, young Bruno befriends Shmuel, a boy who lives on the other side of the fence where everyone seems to be wearing striped pajamas. Unaware of Shmuel's fate as a Jewish prisoner or the role his own Nazi father plays in his imprisonment, Bruno embarks on a dangerous journey inside the camp's walls.

“Lines may divide us, but hope will unite us.”

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Cast

Asa Butterfield
Bruno
Vera Farmiga
Mother
David Thewlis
Father
Rupert Friend
Lieutenant Kotler
David Hayman
Pavel
Jack Scanlon
Shmuel
Amber Beattie
Gretel
Sheila Hancock
Grandma

Credits

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Director: Mark Herman
Writers: Mark Herman
Languages: English, German
Countries: United Kingdom, United States of America

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Released 18 years ago.

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Dialogue crosses 2 languages: English, German.

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WORLD

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International production across 2 countries: United Kingdom, United States of America.

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4 / 8

DIRECTOR

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Directed by Mark Herman, shot by Benoît Delhomme. Note their partnership — DPs and directors often return to each other across a career.

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DIRECTOR

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Original score by James Horner. Worth a dedicated listen after — most great films lose half their impact without the score.

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DIRECTOR

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Editor Michael Ellis shaped the rhythm. On an edit-heavy film, the editor does more to control your pulse than the director.

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7 / 8

ERA

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Asa Butterfield and Vera Farmiga and David Thewlis carry the top of the cast.

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8 / 8

FACT

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Marketing tagline: "Lines may divide us, but hope will unite us.".

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Cinephile deep dive

The take

Mark Herman directs. Benoît Delhomme behind the camera. James Horner scores. Michael Ellis cuts. Runs lean at under 100 minutes. Profitable at the box office. Produced in United Kingdom, United States of America. Dialogue in English, German.

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1Released 18 years ago.
2Dialogue crosses 2 languages: English, German.
3International production across 2 countries: United Kingdom, United States of America.
4Directed by Mark Herman, shot by Benoît Delhomme. Note their partnership — DPs and directors often return to each other across a career.
5Original score by James Horner. Worth a dedicated listen after — most great films lose half their impact without the score.
6Editor Michael Ellis shaped the rhythm. On an edit-heavy film, the editor does more to control your pulse than the director.
7Asa Butterfield and Vera Farmiga and David Thewlis carry the top of the cast.
8Marketing tagline: "Lines may divide us, but hope will unite us.".
9IMDB entry: tt0914798 — still the authoritative cross-reference for credits and trivia.
10Classified under 8 themes, including "based on novel or book", "nazi", "nationalism", "concentration camp".

The technical file

Cinematography: Benoît Delhomme
Original score: James Horner
Editing: Michael Ellis
Production design: Martin Childs
Costume design: Natalie Ward
Makeup / hair: Marese Langan
VFX supervisor: Michael Bruce Ellis
Sound: Mark Paterson
Stunt coordinator: György Kivés
Runtime: 94 min · 1h 34m
Aspect ratio (typical): 1.37:1 (Academy)
Status: Released
Budget: $12,500,000
Box office: $20,416,563
Return: 163% of budget
Original language: EN
Certification (US): PG-13
IMDB: The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas (2008)

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r96sk2024-06-11
★ 8/10
Not convinced this is a greatly made movie, but it sure does pack a punch! <em>'The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas'</em> makes for good viewing for the majority, though that ending really is quite something - startling in fact, and that's even with me sensing it. The aforementioned is because, as well as the way the film builds in general, I'm pretty certain I watched this at high school; just not sure if it was snippets or the whole thing, the fence scenes are the only ones I vaguely recall seeing. The low acting level of the youngsters did take me out a bit, no dislike to Asa Butterfield and Jack Scanlon, obviously, but they aren't the best. Though they aren't helped by the dialogue for them, which doesn't feel natural at all. It's written in a way that is simply to tell the viewer about what's happening. The adult actors are great, though. Vera Farmiga stands out, though David Thewlis, Rupert Friend and David Hayman merit a mention too. All in all, it's a good film - and one that is distressingly unforgettable thanks to that one moment.
badelf2026-09-10
★ 2/10
Summary: 2/10: well-acted, handsomely made, and morally inverted, a film so intent on manufacturing sympathy for a commandant's family that it forgets, or worse, quietly excuses, whose deaths it was supposed to be mourning. I haven't read John Boyne's novel, so I can't tell you where the book's failures end and the film's begin. I can only tell you what arrived on screen, and what arrived on screen is a Holocaust memory film that gets the craft right and the moral geometry catastrophically wrong. The acting is not the problem. Asa Butterfield is believable as a bored, incurious eight-year-old; David Thewlis plays the commandant with the kind of clipped, unbothered domesticity that should be chilling; Vera Farmiga does real work with a woman coming apart. Mark Herman's direction is competent, the production values are handsome, the Hungarian locations convincingly evoke the machinery of the camp. None of that is in question. What's in question is the premise itself, and premises are not neutral. The film asks us to believe that the wife and children of an Auschwitz-adjacent commandant would not know, would not smell it, would not hear it, would not notice the smoke or the silence or the trucks. This is not a small contrivance in service of a story; it is the whole architecture of the story, and it is a lie by omission dressed up as innocence. The fence a small boy could wander up to unsupervised and befriend a starving child through, in a scenario the book invented from nothing, did not exist. Real fences were guarded, real families of SS officers lived with full knowledge of what their husbands did all day, and children of that age in that world were not blank slates; they were being raised inside an ideology, at school, at the dinner table, in the language of their own household. Stanley Kramer put the "we didn't know" defense on trial explicitly in Judgment at Nuremberg, decades closer to the events, and even there the film treats the claim as something to be interrogated and dismantled under oath. The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas extends the same claim, unexamined, to a grown household living on the literal grounds of a death camp, and then hands it to us wrapped in a child's point of view so we can't argue with it. The film wants tragedy at the end, and it gets a shocking image, but the emotional target it hands you is the mother. We are meant to grieve with her, for her loss, for her broken family, for the horror visited upon her by her husband's job. That is the whole design flaw laid bare: after ninety minutes inside a story about the murder of hundreds of thousands of children, the tears the film has engineered belong to the family of the man responsible. If you want to know what actual historical memory looks like, it looks like Claude Lanzmann's Shoah (1985), over nine hours of testimony from survivors, bystanders, and perpetrators, filmed decades after the fact, with no archival footage, no reenactment, no score, no comfort. Lanzmann refused every device that turns atrocity into narrative satisfaction, because he understood satisfaction was exactly the wrong thing to offer. Conspiracy (2001) refuses it too, letting bureaucratic language convict men without a single sympathetic domestic scene. Labyrinth of Lies is about nothing except the decades of denial this film's premise quietly extends onto the screen. The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas offers the opposite of all of them: a tragic ending, a swelling score, a mother to weep with, and calls it memory. That is not historical memory. That is evil dressed in a nice coat.