Basically, we needed more true history,
and less modern dance.
While the end reference to Rabin's thwarted peace efforts was somewhat poignant, more screen time was devoted to inscrutable deconstructionist choreography than to the person and heroism of Yoni Netanyahu -- the sole mention of whose name and aacrifice were wrapped in a dry caption, tacitly critical of his brother.
The film conveys alternating false messages -- in some scenes, that the decimation of world Jewry offered no reason to respect Israel's right to exist, and in others, that Jews had no other valid claim to nationhood.
In this vein, the failure of the director's attempted dance symbolism had less to do with artistic errors than with moral truth. It's simply misguided to try to rewrite the roles of hero and villain where the answer has long since been etched in the memories of all living at the time.