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The Red Violin (1998). This was simply a masterpiece of storytelling married to a wickedly passionate score. The story of this incredible violin as it passes through the ages harbored an almost mythic secret, and the characters it encounters and transmogrifies are left in the dust of its inanimate passions. The acting was incredible, with standout performances by Jackson and Flemyng. This brave story made for an incredible journey through the souls of time. The direction was solid, with equally adept camera work. The cinematography during the spree of the gypsy was especially delightful. The score was simply spectacular, of course this was to be expected. The ending itself seemed to stray away from the essence of this flick, but then again maybe this was just in the cards. Ashe.
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