08/19/2026
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Filming his own life was illegal.
Aug. 18, 1913: Dave Tatsuno was born in San Francisco. By the time World War II reached him, he was running his father’s department store, Nichi Bei Bussan, and serving as president of the San Francisco chapter of the Japanese American Citizens League. He was, by every measure, a respected businessman and community leader.
Then came forced removal. Cameras were classified as contraband for Japanese Americans, one more thing to be surrendered along with radios and fi****ms. Tatsuno wasn’t willing to give his up. He handed his movie camera to a friend outside camp instead, reasoning that you can’t turn in something you don’t have.
At Topaz, his supervisor at the camp’s co-op store turned out to be a fellow home movie enthusiast, a man named Walter Honderich. Honderich didn’t just look the other way. He personally arranged to have the camera shipped to himself instead of directly to Tatsuno, so that camp officials would have no reason to intercept it. When it arrived, he handed it over with one condition: never film the barbed wire, and never film the guard towers. It was a real risk for a staff member to take, on behalf of someone the government had officially designated a threat.
Tatsuno kept to that line, and used what remained to him. Between 1943 and 1945, he documented what he could, community life, daily routines, the ordinary rhythms of thousands of people trying to live inside a place built to strip them of exactly that. He later admitted his subjects were often “hamming it up” for the camera, smiling through what the footage doesn’t show.
In 1996, the resulting film, Topaz, was added to the Library of Congress’s National Film Registry. It remains only the second amateur film ever selected, after the Zapruder footage of the Kennedy assassination.
A man who wasn’t allowed a camera, and a staff member willing to bend the rules to help him keep it, left behind one of the only moving images that exist of what incarceration actually looked like, day to day, from the inside.