1993 War Drama
The story, based on a novel itself based firmly on fact, could easily have lent itself to sentimentality. Spielberg avoids that, just as, except towards the end, he avoids trying to explain the complex and probaly inexplicable Schindler. This is a film of marvellous tension and horror, in which the enormity of the Holocaust - the more heartrending for being almost casually depicted - and the mindless cruelty of the Nazi prison camp commandant (Fiennes) speak vividly themselves. The acting of Neeson, as Schindler, of Kingsley, as his Jewish accountant, and if Fiennes is fautless, but the true star of the film is the director, whose work, though superb, is admirably unobtrusive and always the servant, never the master, of his material. There is no preaching here, no editorial comment for none is needed.
This is a story that seems simply to unfold just as the events it chronicles must have done and therefore the actions of the Nazis seem all the more terrifying and appalling and those of Schindler the more amazing. The one eye-catching trick Spielberg permits himself - the recurring motif of a little girl in a red coat providing the only splash of colour - is splendidly vindicated because of all the victims in the film it is this girl, mostly seen only at a distance, whom you remember and grieve over most vividly.
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