The Counterfeiters (2007) deserves its numerous award nominations. Importantly, it convinces you that you are getting the truth about this slice of World War II, almost like watching a documentary. To follow the fortunes of Jewish prisoners favoured to counterfeit pound and dollar notes, you have to spend two hours in Nazi Germany’s concentration camps. Although I’ve spent enough time under the thumb of Nazis, I was nonetheless glued to the story because it raised repeatedly the question of what I’d do in the same situation: Should I counterfeit and help the Nazi cause, or should I resist and almost certainly be killed for the cause? Amid the excellent cinematography, fine acting, historical credibility, and fine sound track lies one problem: The main character, the master forger, is inscrutable. This makes it almost impossible to figure out what he is thinking in the last half of the film. I asked out loud, “Does he have some master plan that we’re not being let in on?” Wait and see.