Movies are a lot like beer. We tend to like the one on front of us the best. So it is with some trepidation I write this morning about one that is now 25 years old. I noticed last week that the Roger Ebert website re-released his review of Schindler's List from 1993. Anyone who has ever asked, maybe one person, and I am quick to reply, that Schindler's List is my favorite film. Usually when I say that faces crunch up and say it is so depressing. That's when I jump in and tell them that it is the story of one improbable man saving 1,200 Jews from Nazi extermination. It is really a feel good movie, albeit with some horrific and accurate violence sprinkled in. Yeah, it's tough and brutal, and there is innocent and random killing, but, in the end, the goodness of humankind is revealed. For me it is the almost perfect film. The choice of black and white is genius, and of course, isn't that why we like Spielberg? The...
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