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violin, which carries with it a dark and compelling mystery. We see the violin from its inception, shown in lovely, sepia-toned flashbacks (with Italian subtitles in some sequences), and follow it through a succession of owners (Italian orphans, A Communist Chinese music teacher) to the present-day auction house where it is being sold.

The prophetic tacot-card reading of the violin maker’s wife (who subsequently dies in childbirth) is subtly woven throughout the film. Hired to authenticate the valuable violin prior to the auction, Samuel L. Jackson ultimately discovers the instrument’s terrible secret.

This fabulous film is for true movie buffs, cautions Naomi, don’t rent it if you are merely looking for an evening’s amusement. It is a dramatic tale which asks for intelligent and thoughtful viewing.

• My Favorite Year: We’ve seen this 1982 film three times, and it never loses its charm. It stars the incomparably urbane Peter O’Toole as an aging action hero (Alan Swann) of swashbuckling matinee-type movies of times past.

In 1954 New York the Saturday night television comedy special “Cavalcade of Stars” has reluctantly hired O’Toole for a Three Musketeers sketch. Keeping Swann sober and out of trouble is a full-time job. Meanwhile, the TV show has offended a real-life Mafioso with its “Boss HiJinks” sketch, and the goon threatens the show.

These two aspects of the story continue to intertwine and barrel toward a climatic conclusion. One of Swann’s greatest lines, on learning the “Cavalcade” is live TV, is “I’m not an actor, I’m a movie star!” In a zany and surprising fin

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