Over 7.000 Spaniards crossed the gate of Mauthausen, they came from fighting Hitler along with the French, they came from the misery and hunger of the refugee camps, they came from losing a civil war...
After being arrested by German troops, Serrano Suñer, a Francoist Minister, took their nationality away.
To the Francoists, they were not even Spaniards.
The Nazis could do with them whatever they wanted...
THE PHOTOGRAPHER OF MAUTHAUSEN
In Mauthausen, everything is set to impress you.
It is merely a show.
The kapos... They are actors who believe their own character.
If you give a common prisoner a club, he will become a jailer.
Those with green triangles were the first to arrive.
Criminals, rapists, murderers...
The fritzes' spoiled boys.
For the Chief of the Identification Service, the most important thing is the staging of the show.
Paul Ricken, the eyes of Mauthausen.
He never leaves his Leica behind.
Franz Ziereis, the director of the show.
Mauthausen's supreme commander.
You, you, you, you...
The Erkennungsdienst: the identification service.
Two darkrooms and 210 meters used to document and take pictures of everything happening in the camp.
I quickly realized about it.
They needed photographers there and I turned out to be one.
I did not want to hit anyone nor be hit.
My only choice was being out of the picture.
By the way, I am not this rookie sitting in front of me.
I am already taking part in the show.
It isn't that bad, is it?
I'm doing well.
It will only happen to you if you try to escape.
Here we are prisoners of war. They can't do anything to us.
They took my father.
In a black van?
You have to be careful, boy.
If you don't take care of yourself, the rest won't either.
Look, here you will find people from everywhere:
Polish, Russians, criminals, politicians, Germans, Austrians... and Jews.
We, the Spaniards, were the first to come.
Look, we are blue triangles.
You know what it means, don't you?
To the fritzes, we are stateless.
Where have they taken him?
Calm down, he was taken to Gusen, five kilometers away from here, your father will be fine.
Well, in fact, he'll be better than here.
Gusen is like an infirmary and you already know who works in infirmaries.
Who? What do you mean "who"?
Your father's been very lucky, boy.
I wish Greta could take care of me, or Elsa...
No, Gertrud... Yes, Gertrud has big boobs...
It is much better like this.
I am Francesc Boix.
Anselmo... Anselmo Galván.
You know what?
You are one of the first people I'll be photographing here, Anselmo.
Why did you lie to the boy?
No one comes back from Gusen alive.
Without hope, that boy won't survive here even five minutes.
What would you know? You arrived only two months ago.
"Nach un Nebel".
Fog. Night and fog.
Who taught you the art of photography?
Was he a photographer?
On Sundays, we used to close the doors and windows of the kitchen and set up a small laboratory.
It's not that bad for a tailor's son.
However, it could be better.
A good photographer must know how to paint with light.
That is cheating.
This is art.
Some pictures have to be touched up, some others, only the staging.
Human beings are malleable.
I like it.
It used to turn onlookers to stone.
I like having some artists as references.
I prefer taking pictures of reality.
Reality doesn't exist, Franz.
It all depends on the point of view.
Don't forget it.
Cover the trays.
Clear everything up, we will continue later.
There he is.
Do you have my stuff?
Who knows who their owner was... Now they belong to you.
Six. Eight at least.
Hurry, load the storage boxes into the truck!
Move, you slackers!
Change this man for that one. Now!
I've got your stuff.
I didn't take you for a dandy, Valbuena.
One of the big bosses will visit us in a few days.
Kaltenbrunner? Aim higher.
Tell the Standartenführer that the prisoners came in a terrible state.
As thin as rakes.
They tried to escape, but we managed to shoot them down.
Has someone touched the bodies?
One spotlight here, another one there.
They weren't trying to escape.
They were shot from the front.
They don't match...
The identification number doesn't match with the one on the photograph and they are the same person.
Enough! Bring the copies to the Political Office...
But look... That's what you must do.
On the ground!
The copies of the Gusen escapees.
Can you explain this to me?
Pay attention to the numbers.
He must have changed shirts with someone.
They have also changed the register.
It could have been a mistake...
I'll fix it.
There are many mistakes...
Are you going to report me?
Buy her some flowers.
She is fed up with flowers.
Fill in the death certificate of these Polish and write a condolence letter to the families.
A pearl necklace?
She doesn't like wearing jewels from others.
What about a portrait?
A family portrait.
Tomorrow at the Erkennungsdienst.
I could do it.
Your wife would love it.
Your behavior is damaging us. You're a communist, for fuck's sake.
Here I'm an ordinary prisoner.
Yes... and also a communist. The Party speaks through my mouth.
Then the party is paranoid and should brush its teeth more often.
As if you didn't work for them.
We change the numbers.
The dead won't need them anymore and the Night and Fog need to change their name.
We save lives.
There are 35 ways of dying in Mauthausen: a gas chamber, a lethal injection, torn apart by dogs, cold showers in winter...
But the worst of them is dying by exhaustion on the stairs of death.
We built it with our own hands.
Each step is stained with the blood of a Spaniard.
Cristóbal Rosales, 29 years old, from Madrid, professional dancer and communist. A Night and Fog.
A Nacht und Nebel.
The Nazis want him dead.
And this is José Pino.
33 years old, Catalan, electrician and suffering from tuberculosis.
Both are sentenced to death.
We can save only one of them.
I am José Pino Carballo.
I am 33 years old and was born in Barcelona.
I am an electrician, I had two children...
You have two children.
When we leave, you'll visit them and give them your condolences, but now we should be practical.
Do you do it only with party members?
Only with those we trust. We cannot do it with all of them.
Can you change numbers with a prisoner of Gusen?
Can you get a job for a Night and Fog?
A photograph is made by light, but we need darkness for the trick to work.
Look, the knocks are for the bubbles not to get stuck to the film.
We put the photographic paper here, look, in the developer.
And you hang it to dry.
What are you doing here? We were leaving already.
Ricken forbids us to be in the lab. I was just showing the rookie around.
Have you found the mistake, stupid communist Spaniard?
He's officially dead.
Even his family has been notified.
Can you explain to me how it happened?
It must have been a mistake from the Rottenführer.
What is the word...?
...we wrote an apology letter to his family...
Spaniards, right? Do you have a cigarette?
Here you are.
A SS officer never makes mistakes.
You were right...
My wife will love them.
If you allow me to say it, Haupsturmführer... your methods are too... how to say it... too drastic.
We cannot allow them to think that we make mistakes, Oberscharführer.
Have you never been mistaken, Haupsturmführer?
I have not.
And if I ever have, I'll make sure to hide it.
This corpse cannot be left here.
Nobody will believe this man was shot down while escaping.
Take him there.
It is not electrified.
Come on! Come on!
You, move faster!
Those at the front of the line only get dirty water and those at the end, only a small portion, but if you stay here, in the middle you can get some meat and potatoes.
I have been told that Gusen is a terrible quarry.
They say that so people don't pretend to be ill.
He sends you regards.
Have you seen him?
At the infirmary?
We have seen that prisoners panic in the dark and tend to be unpredictable.
Don't forget to turn on the light.
The other improvements...
In a few minutes, everything is solved.
Fast, effective and clean.
There is no need for uniforms. Get in. Get in!
I thought that the priority was the exploitation of prisoners.
Would you still use a razor even if it's blunt?
Close the door.
What are you stupid Spaniards doing inside?
"The sacrifice of the Sixth army has not been in vain, Generals, Officers, Sub-officers and teams they fought shoulder to shoulder until the last cartridge.
They have died so Germany can live".
The Nazis have lost Stalingrad!
Very good news.
And what is going to happen now?
Come on, get back to your places!
And wipe that smile off your faces, God damn it!
Why are you upset?
So far, the Nazis thought they would win the war.
Imagine what could happen if they realize that they can lose it.
It's your turn.
This morning we were ordered to destroy the copies you send us.
Now, we know why.
It cannot happen again, understood?
Ziereis has ordered to burn everything.
I will do it.
No, the two of you will be faster.
Destroy everything but the propaganda pictures.
And those from Himmler too, there should be no trace of his visit to the camp.
Yes, sir! Yes, sir!
What are you doing?
What are you...?
We can't burn the evidence of what they've done.
If Ricken finds out...
If Ricken finds out, I'll know it was you.
You know what the Party does to rats like you?
They cut their balls off and let them bleed to death.
Let me go, for God's sake, let me go.
It's better to use a new negative, otherwise they'll realize when they burn it.
Should not we take what is left in the laboratory?
The others will do it.
Today has been a hard day.
Come on, Franz.
Or would you rather pleasure yourself?
Good afternoon, Magda.
Enjoy, Franz, you've earned it.
Come with me!
There is no place for filthy things here.
One comes to have normal sex here on the Reich's account.
It is forbidden to speak or exchange things.
If you break the rules, you'll be sent to the Hole.
You have 20 minutes. Do not waste your time.
Are you Spanish?
Whore, alcoholic, anarchist...
Whatever you please... Well, to me...
If you keep working well, you'll get overtime in here on me.
We save lives, not photographs.
We have to hide them in different places, they aren't important if they are separated.
How do you intend to do it? If they find them they'll shoot us down.
Ok, as you wish.
You aren't my only option. The Party isn't only you.
You'll need people you can trust.
You can trust "el Lejías".
We used to work together before.
They aren't pictures, they are negatives...
Come in! Quickly!
The negatives are easy to hide.
I won't risk my life for some photos.
You lost a brother in here, right, "Lejías"?
We have all lost someone here.
Don't they deserve justice?
We have pictures of our murdered comrades, of Himmler and the leaders of the SS visiting the camp.
We have proof to accuse them.
Do you really want all of this to be forgotten?
Nobody will believe us if we don't do this.
They took me to Ravensbrück.
I was told that I would be free in six months if I became a whore.
I've been here almost a year.
Would you like to do something against the fritzes?
Look, look, look.
We are rehearsing a play.
And you are the one responsible for this?
What is it about? A drama? A comedy?
Sorry? The play you are working on.
A variety show.
The kapo wanted to speak with Ziereis. But I will handle it.
Some entertainment would do us good.
Where do they take them?
That man is Mr. Poschacher. He owns a quarry on the outskirts.
The lucky guys go with him.
Outside there is work and life is better.
Did you ask him about that? Yes.
The guy came here voluntarily. He didn't want to go with the Poschacher.
They took him to Gusen early in the morning.
Do you like it?
This isn't yours.
It is now. He won't need it in Gusen.
Are you going to buy me off with some cigarettes?
Music helps to raise the spirits.
What do you want?
You owe me one.
He's a green triangle. He can report us.
I am sure he'll want something in return.
We can't trust him.
I'd rather trust the greedy than the cowards.
Where did you hide them?
Calm down, they're safe. The less you know, the better.
What do you have there?
We have to put the negatives on the granite boxes shipped to Berlin.
I don't think Hitler will be interested in our negatives.
We could divert one of the boxes with a document with a stamp from your office.
Who would pick up the negatives? Someone could travel with them.
Within the box? Are you kidding me?
I'll do it. It's crazy!
It's not that crazy. I'll tell everything happening here.
And with evidence.
I'll only take a small part, but I'll open a tunnel, an exit gate.
And we can send you the rest once you're safe.
I'll need some official documents, some clothes and food...
They got into our barracks.
There he is! Bring him!
The negatives must be taken out of here immediately.
I am not guilty! Not guilty!
We have a plan.
We have an awesome hero.
And we have a good smoke screen.
If the fritzes want some good entertainment, they'll have it.
And after dying, he didn't speak again...
The box is finally heading to Poland, to the Soviet border.
Put this on, you will look smarter.
I guess that going from prisoner to beggar is a promotion.
You are going to miss me, aren't you?
Thank Bonarewitz for the wigs.
Break a leg, guys! Yes!
Break a leg.
Let's go, guys, we are about to begin.
Meine Damen und Herren, mesdames et messieurs, gentlemen... and gentlemen... after an international tour around France...
The fantastic... and awesome company...
As a kid I lived in Aragon And now I am half-German I hope I will become a Russian Or even an American But that cannot be done What a successful
Are you leaving? We are on the best part.
I have to make my night rounds.
Sing something for Mr. kapo.
If there is a cattle contest Don't show up They may get confused And give you the first prize What is he saying?
Is he laughing at me?
He said that Russians fear you more than Panzers.
Do you smoke?
Here you have.
It's a beautiful night.
I brought sausages, apples...
Damn it, you have set an apartment for me.
A little small.
At least I won't hear Lejías snoring...
Let me tell you a story... now that we are friends.
Three hundred Dutch Jews arrived here one day.
The SS didn't know what to do with them.
So they decided to have fun.
They made the first one hundred go up the stairs.
You know how slippery that damn thing is.
I was told that Mr. Paco's daughter has started to smoke...
Once they were on top, they told them to wait.
And then... then they let the dogs loose.
The Jews started to run.
They were running down, they stepped on each other, they slipped, ran over each other, crushed each other to get down first.
Not one left alive...
Then they made the next hundred go up.
She always brings tobacco with her even when she's at home with her sister And only half an hour later She has smoked all her cigs with her sis...
The stair of death... It's not a bad name.
This is my favorite name.
The skydivers' wall.
Nice, isn't it?
When their father drops his guard, his wife smokes his cigarettes in the backyard And since he loves her deeply He doesn't have any other choice, but to smoke the butts of the cigarettes.
You didn't understand anything, did you?
I just wanted to tell you how much I liked your show.
So? Are you afraid?
What do you think?
I want to see my son.
He's almost five now.
Almost as long as I've been here.
He's in Poland, in an orphanage, I want to see him.
I'm sorry, I cannot let you go into that box.
What are you doing?
We can do this the easy way or the hard way.
Come down, they'll kill us! I'm already dead.
Give them to me. I'll take them with me.
Take it easy. I hate Nazis more than you do.
I'll only show them when I'm safe.
OK, but wait a bit.
Once you're safe, you need to publish an obituary in Der Angriff for Fritz von Stroheim.
Fritz von Stroheim.
Then we'll know you're safe and we'll send you the rest.
Besides, it's a good fit.
This won't fit you as well.
I've been preparing it for some time.
Don't let us down. Remember, Fritz von Stroheim.
You owe me a pack of Lucky Strikes.
How is that possible?
Count again, you idiots!
There is one missing?
This is your new home.
Clean and warm.
I read the obituaries from the last few days. There is nothing.
He played us. I told you we couldn't trust him.
Von Stroheim will die, trust me.
The one I don't trust is Bonarewitz.
And remember to...
Excuse me, sir.
Did the other prisoners not measure up?
He has an interesting physique, don't you think?
What's different is always more interesting than what's normal.
It depends on the point of view.
No more bad jokes. Stand next to him.
Stand next to him.
I want to take a picture of you with the dwarf.
Like a circus freak.
Perfect, wait a moment. Get dressed!
It's not that bad.
You speak Spanish? And German as well.
I'm sorry. I thought you were Russian.
I'm Austrian, Jew... and a language teacher.
Don't worry. Being different has its advantages.
The other day they even took me to the brothel.
Where is Boix?
What is the matter?
Where are we going?
I told you to bring him in through the back.
Today my eldest son is ten.
I heard very good things about your pictures, number 5.185.
Thank you, sir.
Thank Ricken, he recommended you.
It'll be a good memento for my son.
Dress him up.
May I offer you something to eat? Are you hungry? No? Go away!
You can't take a sentimental approach, Mr. Poschacher.
We are at war.
No, of course not.
I'm just saying their performance would improve if they had better conditions.
I wouldn't go against a decision from Berlin of course.
Your hand... on her shoulder.
Your family is very photogenic.
Would you like a picture of your family alone?
Just my family? Yes, your family.
Excuse me, sir.
I could not help overhearing your conversation with Ziereis.
Could I recommend you... that young man?
For me? Yes.
Leave me alone. Don't draw attention to us.
I got you an opportunity to get you out of the camp.
I have negatives on me with proof of what they do to us.
I need you to hide them. Help me.
The Eagle, uh?
Look, here. Happy birthday!
It's a nice birthday, isn't it?
I wanted to thank you, sir, for your recommendation.
Hey, young man!
Lower your gun!
This is not a toy, Siegfried.
I'll show you how to use it. Come!
Focus on aiming at the center.
Don't let your hand tremble. Shoot only then.
German music can sometimes be too... intense.
Do you understand?
A hunter must learn to shoot moving animals.
Franz... Don't you think he has played enough?
I'm not playing.
I'm teaching him how to hunt.
Don't let them trick you. A monkey looks like a person but it's not one.
Now you know how to do it.
This boy could be useful for Mr. Poschacher's quarry.
If you don't want to be next, don't interfere.
I'm spending lots of money just to maintain them and even then, they keep dropping like flies.
He's young. He's a useful prisoner.
Shoot! Please, at least leave me this one.
Alright, keep it if you want it so much.
Do it for your father.
Young man, come.
You'll work for the quarry commando.
It's not paid but you'll have a bed to sleep on and documents as a civilian foreign worker.
Good morning, Mrs. Pointner. Good morning, Mr. Poschacher.
Boys, wake up!
Pérez... With this you'll never find a woman.
And who will wash my clothes then?
Ah... blah, blah, blah.
Can we trust her?
Yeah, yeah. She's one of us.
You can ask her whatever you want.
It looks like the fritzes would like some more theater.
Let this punishment be an example.
No one escapes from Mauthausen's concentration camp.
ALL BIRDS ARE IN THE NEST
I like it very much, it reminds me of Peter Brueghel.
What a shame, the copies are out of focus.
Son of a bitch.
You'll need to repeat these two.
You're a son of a bitch!
What did you say?
You're worse than them.
I won't tolerate disobedience!
You enjoy watching how others kill, don't you?
How others are moved, how they cry, how they suffer...
How... how they fuck.
You're a voyeur who spies on the world through an eyehole.
You don't have the balls to do anything. No you don't.
How dare you?
Come on, shoot!
You only know how to shoot with your damn camera. Come on, shoot!
Pull the trigger!
Immortalize the moment! Come on, Ricken!
Are you crazy, Franz?
Hit him hard, but not in the face.
Do you know what it means to be hungry?
To have an empty stomach day after day?
Without anyone to talk to.
I'm lucky I have the worms.
I talk to them and then I eat them, so that they won't tell anyone.
Francesc, Paco, Franz.
You thought I was a traitor.
You and your friends, you thought I was a traitor.
I'm a hero, I'm a hero because I didn't tell them anything.
You knew nothing... What could you tell them?
Your friend also did it.
On the other side of the hole.
The one in the box.
He also ended up eating worms.
And you'll do it too, don't worry... You will. You'll do it too.
Have you done it already?
Have you eaten worms?
You know what?
He ate more than worms your friend. Shut up.
No, you shut the fuck up and listen to me!
Your friend Hans not only ate worms...
He also ate negatives.
Yes... Strips of negatives.
Of course... Negatives don't have proteins.
So he ate them from behind.
That's why they didn't find them in the box. He had them inside.
Where are they?
I don't know... Look for them.
Look, look, look, look.
Cold, cold, cold, cold.
Warm. Hot. Hot. You'll get burned.
You got burned.
Where are they?
It was me...
It was me or the worms.
And one can't trust worms...
Because no matter how many you eat...
Then, they'll eat you in the end.
You want them, don't you?
Well, I'm a hero or not?
You're a hero, Valbuena.
A true hero.
Where are they?
Where are the negatives?
I do not know.
If we don't recover those negatives, I will personally hold you accountable for their loss.
Is that clear?
Tell them what they want.
Are you afraid of getting your hands dirty?
I don't know if it's American or Russian... but the music on the other side of the Danube sounds heavenly.
No. No. No.
Valbuena! Gas! Gas!
Stop! What the hell is going on?
It's been taken apart.
What should I do with them now?
Come on! Get out!
Get out of there! Come out! Out!
On your knees!
All on your knees! Down!
But, sir... It is useless to kill us now.
Anyone else have something to say?
Remember I spared your lives.
Take me with you! Leave me a weapon!
Back! Go back to the barracks!
Back to the barracks!
Back to the barracks!
The kapos took the weapons the Nazis left behind.
Take this, we have to defend ourselves.
I only took pictures.
I haven't killed anyone. You know that.
I immortalize them.
I only followed orders.
That's what you'll be judged for.
Tell me, tell me that my work is safe.
GREET THE LIBERATING FORCES THE SPANISH ANTIFASCISTS
Take a nice picture of us.
Do you recognize among the accused any visitor that went to Mauthausen while you were interned there?
THE PHOTOGRAPHER OF MAUTHAUSEN