Steven Spielberg's films and John Williams' music fit like sterling and silver. They have transported us into the future to another galaxy far, far away; to the desert in search of the Arc of the Covenant; to a park where dinosaurs eat the guests; to face to face confrontations with aliens. All of it has been in good fun. The fims are brilliant, the music heroic.

Their latest effort, "Schindler's List," is not the typical Spielberg dime novel boy's advnture story we have grown to know and love. It is the true story of Oskar Schindler, a dashing and resourceful German Catholic businessman who saved over a thousand Polish Jews from almost certain annihilation by the genococidal Nazis. The film is by far the finest non-documentary account of the Holocaust ever made.

This soundtrack weeps, cries, sobs, despairs, laments, moans, and generally tears at your heart by the roots. Itzhak Perlman's violin accompanied by members of the Boston Symphony Orchestra carries the torch throughout and emotes such sad feelings that after hearing the disc, a gray cloud seemed to follow me around the rest of the day. It took hours to snap out of it.

There is no way for the truth of this film or its music to leave you untouched. It is tragically real; hauntingly beautiful. Not background dinner music or stuff to listen to while cleaning the house.

Reviewer:  W.C. Uher, courtesy of Flash Magazine.