Arms for Images
ARI Y. KELMAN
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American Jews like their guns at a dis- tance. Despite the participation of Jewish soldiers in each of America’s
wars — going back to 1776 — it wasn’t until
1948 that Jews finally found guns that fit them,
culturally speaking. But there was one catch:
Those guns were in Israel.
In both films, the U.S. serves as a peaceful
place where people can start their lives anew and
leave their Israeli guns and battles behind.
Ari Y. Kelman is an assistant
professor of American studies
at the University of California,
Davis. He is the author of
Station Identification: A
Cultural History of Yiddish
Radio in the United States.
And even more: they fell in love with the
young, tanned, fit, Hebrew-speaking kibbutznik who knew how to handle them. As
American Jews moved into the suburbs and
white collar professions, Israelis both worked
and defended the land with their hands. As
American Jews inaugurated their own Jewish
adulthoods in lavish celebrations of b’nai mitzvah, the kibbutznik-cum-soldier became an
adult in the line of fire. From the comfort of
their own homes, American Jews cheered on
their Israeli counterparts, absorbing and adopting the images of Jewish soldiers while keeping the guns themselves at a safe distance.
Nothing captures this exchange better than
“Exodus,” the 1960 film of Leon Uris’ 1958
novel of the same name. The film follows Ari
ben Canaan (Paul Newman) as he leads a boat
of refugees through a hunger strike from
Cypress to Palestine, and then helps orchestrate
the defense of Jewish settlements in Israel’s
War of Independence.
From the first, ben Canaan is not your average Jew. In fact, the first time we lay eyes on
him, he is shirtless, emerging from the cold
Mediterranean water, sneaking his way into
Cypress. From then on, he takes the form of the
prototypical “new Jew”: a self-confident and
self-sufficient Israeli who is not afraid of getting
his hands dirty with either mud or blood.
As Jewish historian Deborah Dash Moore
reminds us, “Exodus” succeeded because it
sold the Zionist project as western — a genre in
which both farmers and guns played a major
role. By folding Palestine into mythic visions of
the American frontier, “Exodus” drew
American Jews into its epic wake and helped
set the template for American visions of Israel
and Israelis. Moreover, it let American Jews —
who famously did not line up at El Al counters
to purchase one-way tickets — export philanthropic dollars and import images of Jews fighting Jewish fights with guns.
Ben Canaan became the poster boy for the
new Jew. And his image proved so popular and
powerful that for about 45 years, American audiences did not see another blockbuster film
with an Israeli main character, until Americans
were treated to the double feature of Steven
Spielberg’s “Munich” (2005) and Adam
Sandler’s “Don’t Mess With the Zohan” (2008).
Like the epic “Exodus,” both recent films
employ a version of the Israeli superstud/sol-dier myth. But unlike “Exodus,” both temper
that depiction with heavy doses of ambivalence
and regret. “Munich” focuses on the character
of Avner (Eric Bana), who leads a team of
Mossad agents to exact revenge on those responsible for the massacre of Israeli athletes at
the 1972 Munich Olympic Games. Avner never
sits comfortably in his role as hired killer, and
even though he carries out his task, by the end
of the film he literally disappears into the New
York skyline.
Sandler’s “Zohan,” a parody of the Israeli
super-soldier, shares Avner’s discomfort. He
moves to New York to start his life over as a
hairdresser in an effort to make the world “silky
smooth.” Like Bana’s Avner, but with a perverse
sense of humor, Zohan eventually partners with
and marries the sister of his long-time nemesis
and they build a mall together. In Brooklyn.
In both films, the U.S. (and specifically
New York) serves as an alternate fantasy of the
new Jewish future — a peaceful place where
people can start their lives anew and leave their
Israeli guns and battles behind.
“Munich” and “Zohan” are no less reflections of American Jewish fantasies of Israel than
their predecessor. All three films strive, on some
level, to explain the Israel-Palestine conflict to
American audiences — both Jewish and not.
“Exodus” did this in terms of the myth of the
American frontier; “Zohan” and “Munich” do
this in a more sentimental register, allowing their
characters to embody America’s collective ambivalence around the meaning of Israel and its
ongoing occupation of the West Bank and Gaza.
Yet, despite their different endings, each