Never before has a movie made me care about an inanimate object as much as this one. Pulp Fiction and Ronin are the only movies in recent memory that I can think of that even gave me the slightest glimmer of interest in an object. The Red Violin changed all that. Not only did I care for the violin, but I began to understand how Samuel L. Jackson's character felt towards it. A beautifully crafted movie.
Review of The Red Violin
