"My Winnipeg" is my initiation to the work of Guy Maddin, and I like it immediately. Filmed essentially in black and white at 33 mm, this 80-minute "surreal documentary" (my own coining) is an exquisite piece of art work. Director Maddin's personal attribute to his home town is a tapestry with three themes developing in parallel, and interwoven.
The first is Maddin's surreal dreamy visions while reclining in his seat on a train leaving Winnipeg. The second is a kaleidescope on the history of Winnipeg endearing, joyful, absurd, exasperating, among other things. Finally, there is a re-enactment of scenes from Maddin's own intriguing childhood. All three are sprinkled with a wonderful sense of humour.
Emerging from the cinema with a feeling of elation akin to what one experiences after attending a superb classical concert, I wanted to explore more of director Maddin's work.
The first is Maddin's surreal dreamy visions while reclining in his seat on a train leaving Winnipeg. The second is a kaleidescope on the history of Winnipeg endearing, joyful, absurd, exasperating, among other things. Finally, there is a re-enactment of scenes from Maddin's own intriguing childhood. All three are sprinkled with a wonderful sense of humour.
Emerging from the cinema with a feeling of elation akin to what one experiences after attending a superb classical concert, I wanted to explore more of director Maddin's work.