Netflix has released season four of Fauda as the cops are released in Pamplona on July 7: the characters come out so bold that the viewer will be lulled back on the sofa. For the uninformed, Fauda is an Israeli series about an elite army unit responsible for the most shady counter-terrorism missions. It might pass for a guilty pleasure, a rambo in Hebrew and Arabic, but it contains too many traces of subtlety and eludes Manichaeism. It portrays Israeli society vulnerable to alibis, and that disturbs even the most elementary viewer who just wants to see some guys and not a few guys getting beat up.
This season, the unit faces the most dangerous enemy it has ever faced: the rule of law. The plot takes them out of Israel and into Brussels, where things are different. They work well, kid, but these guys aren’t used to democratic fuss. While attempting to free a comrade kidnapped by Hezbollah in Molenbeek, the Belgian ghetto where the Islamists live, they must submit to the discipline of a police officer, who explains that one should not storm a mosque or fire shots into one on suspicion could storm the neighborhood. Muslim. Doron, the Israeli protagonist, accuses the Belgians of doing nothing, protected by legalistic finesse. And what could be posed with the pro-fascist simplicity of Dirty Harry becomes a tragedy in Fauda and measures the distance between a country caught in its own psychosis of violence and a European democracy entrenched in the rule of law and its borders.
Accustomed to a Spain where these subjects are omitted or simplified up until second grade, I am amazed at the depth of a series that is essentially nothing more than robber and robber entertainment.
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