The most affecting movie I've ever seen.

Rating: Null/10 (23 July 2003)

Everyone knows the story of The Holocaust. Very few, including myself, had such intimate, detailed imagery to deal with. From Issac Stern's masterful rendering of John Williams' opening until the very end I was unable to tear my eyes from the screen, much as I wanted to. This film demands, in the name of those living and dead, that you watch, that you have this monstrous example of human depravity burned into your very soul. This film also does something wonderful; it gives hope. Amidst the human wasteland we find a small, inextinguishable flame of decency and justice survive that evil wind's every attempt to snuff it out. I came away from this film exhausted and bewildered. Every emotion I possess, vying for dominance, assailed me in a blinding white noise. Should I rage at the evil, the stupidity, the casual indifference? Should I weep for the suffering and loss? Should I rejoice that, ultimately, a choice for right and good was made? Eventually, I recognized that of course I must do all these things and more. I must insist that every one I meet see this film that reminds us of our obligation to history and to each other. I must speak out when I see injustice being committed. And I must never, never forget.