Jeff Klemzak of La Crescenta owns a roofing business.
“The Pianist,” Roman Polanski’s tale of one man’s journey through
the Warsaw Ghetto during the Nazi occupation, is one of the finest
films I’ve seen in quite some time. The story is told with a richness
and depth that carries the viewer on an emotional see-saw, from the
heights of superbly performed classical music to the depths of Nazi
Adrien Brody plays Wladyslaw Szpilman, a famous concert pianist
whose work was familiar to Polish listeners in the days just prior to
World War II. Szpilman and his family are forced by the Nazis from
their comfortable Warsaw home into spare and unheated quarters in the
living hell of the newly created Jewish ghetto. Later, Szpilman
becomes separated from his family and is hidden in the war-torn city
by a network of friends while the Germans are systematically
deporting the ghetto residents to the death camps.
Shot almost entirely in Warsaw, “The Pianist” is a technical
masterpiece, even going so far as filming crowd scenes in sepia tone
to give the effects of aging photographs.
Scenes of Szpilman eating uncooked grain and drinking putrid water
to survive his ordeal and an exploding soundtrack of cannon fire and
Chopin concertos cleverly draws the viewer into this finely crafted
“The Pianist” is rated R.