“Blaming the Victim: The Movie.” Seriously, one of the most depressing things I’ve seen in a while. Nelson attempts the impossible, to film the moral universe inside concentration camps. His setting, the 12th Sonderkommando of Auschwitz, who staged a somewhat-successful uprising, is fascinating and disturbing. (Why he didn’t pick the slightly-more successful uprising at Treblinka is curious.) Anyway, I don’t think all the notes are hit correctly here, and if you come to this movie with little knowledge of how concentration camps operated this movie may be lost on you. Still, just when I think I am ready to ask for a moratorium on Holocaust films, along comes this film or “The Pianist” to rework the genre – if you can call it a genre. I’m not able to put my finger exactly what cinematic techniques make “The Grey Zone” so sharp (short of letting the actors speak with American accents) but there’s something. Certainly seeing a character named Hoffman hailing from Budapest working and dying at Auschwitz – pretty much all I know about many members of my father’s father’s side of the family — added a layer of personal intensity I could have done without.