When I went to the movies see The violin (dir. Francisco Vargas, Mexico, 2005), I was expecting the film trite complaint about human rights violations in Mexico. Trite say not reject the human rights situation in my country, but because the complaint has become commonplace not only of certain politicians who make the flag issue to attract votes, but of some intellectuals and artists who served the complaint pose to be conceit of critics and benefactors of mankind. Instead, I surprised a film that, without the exposure of embarrassing situations for power, not sink into the propaganda and privileges izquierdoide aesthetics. From simple but effective actions of the characters, especially the beloved Don Ángel Tavira as the grandfather a violinist, to photography reminiscent of Kurosawa epic images ( Beard, The Hidden Fortress, etc.) Through the proposed values \u200b\u200b(the 
struggle for dignity, oral tradition and social and family ties, the last and art music as elusive for the arrogant *, solidarity), The violin is a film that will undoubtedly set a milestone in the history of Mexican cinema and perhaps even become a classic of contemporary cinema. (* Of particular humor, for those of us in this primary violinist, are the disastrous attempts of the military captain playing the violin, the bow is moving almost parallel to the strings. To the uninitiated know that the correct motion is perpendicular to the bow string.)
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