Based on their title alone, it makes sense as to why Médecins Sans Frontières (Doctors Without Borders) won the Nobel Peace Prize in 1999. But I have to admit I knew very little of the organization itself and the true challenges of their work. It would have been far too simplistic to say it was a group of committed doctors who traveled to different global hotspots to administer medical aid. I knew it would be far more complicated than just voluntary service, but it wasn't until I read THE PHOTOGRAPHER that I truly ascertained the herculean mission that these brave doctors undertake.
Set in Afghanistan during the height of the Afghan-Russian War in 1986, THE PHOTOGRAPHER is a diary of sorts of Didier Lefevre, a French photojournalist who is coerced by Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) to document a campaign into the heart of Afghanistan, to deliver medical aid to the local Mujahideen who were fighting against the Russians. With no direct access for humanitarian aid into Afghanistan, the MSF team must trek, by foot, from the Pakistani border into the heart of the conflict.
It is no easy passage, as beyond the physical hurdles of treacherous passes, inhospitable weather, and anarchic tribes, so too must a web of politics and bureaucracy be dealt with. Lefevre, a rookie in foreign affairs in the region, plays witness to the resourcefulness and knack of the MSF doctors as they barter, deal and negotiate their way through warlords, tribesmen and militia. Of even greater challenge is that the crux of the MSF's negotiations are handled by a woman doctor, Juliette, who uses her gender in a male-dominated society as an asset and not a crutch. Didier watches and documents the proceedings with equal fear and admiration, learning more of his cohorts and the Afghan people with each passing day and mile.
After an arduous journey to the heart of the conflict, the MSF doctors set up base camp and immediately begin treating the wounded. Their dedication is beyond description, as they work tirelessly and with limited resources to give medical aid to the forgotten and those left to the wayside to die. They treat men of questionable character, but do not flinch in their responsibilities as caregivers. They treat the young, the old, and the women, all done with very specific care to the traditions and beliefs of the Afghans, despite the fact that the doctors themselves may personally disagree with their patients' ideologies.
The entire journey is recorded through Didier's photographs, presented not as developed prints but rather as contact sheets. The photographs are married with comic book panels that describe the actions away from the photographs, and the synthesis of photographic image to sequential storytelling is remarkable and unlike any war journal ever produced. Where the comic book portions fill in the gaps by challenging our creativity and imaginations to recreate the MSF campaign, the photographs reinforce the gravity and reality of the situation. The use of contact sheets gives an almost cinema-like continuity to the work, and it gives insight to the environment and allows us to get a complete scope of Didier's vision and skill as a photographer. The images, both drawn and photographed, are simply stunning.
This is a work of tremendous impact and significance, highlighting not only the horrors of mankind but also the selflessness of civilization. We see the best and worst of humanity on display, and the book exists entirely within the gray of that spectrum. Constant however is the credo of Médecins Sans Frontières, and the doctors involved never once stray away from their humanitarian objective. In this day in age it is too easy to be critical and cynical of multimillion dollar NGOs, but THE PHOTOGRAPHER is solid, undeniable, photographic proof that the women and men of Médecins Sans Frontières are truly noble and selfless, and moreover deserving of our greatest respect, support and admiration. A simply unforgettable book and experience, and one of the best books of 2009.