Winnipeg, Winnipeg, Winnipeg. “We Winnipegers are so stupefied with Nostalgia.” Their stupefaction turns them into sleepwalkers. There are so many of them that they made a law: If, due to the power of their deep spiritual kinship, they turn up at night in their old homes, the new inhabitants must take them in. My Winnipeg is a sleepwalking dream: While working on this autobiography, which is like the biography of every snowed-in place in the Canadian province of Manitoba (“a city just 4 years older than my grandmother”), Maddin found himself once again in his childhood home. Actors pose as brothers, sisters, and the family dog in the living room. In the background is the mother like a living picture. The current inhabitant, an elderly woman, doesn’t move from her armchair. If you travel into the past in Winnipeg, you can’t shake the aged present. We know the passive-aggressive mother already from Brand Upon the Brain! In that film she exerted her control using a giant telescope, here she gazes (in kingsize) scrutinizingly into the window of the Canadian railway, as Winnipeg is the crosspoint. Guy Maddin’s new film solidifies the idea that, looking at the totality of his work, we can speak of a Maddinesque genre: profound, unsettling, and as such primarily cinematic.
~Stefanie Schulte Strathaus (Source: http://www.berlinale.de/en/programm/berlinale_programm/datenblatt.php?film_id=20080137)
Frequently referred to as “the Canadian David Lynch,” Winnipeg-born filmmaker Guy Maddin’s surreal, dreamlike works are often cited for their striking visuals and obscure sensibilities. Maddin’s father was a prominent hockey coach and manager, and his mother the proprietor of a local beauty shop, and both of his parents’ careers had a profound effect on the young filmmaker. Whether watching the teams practice at Winnipeg Arena or playing with his friends at his mother’s salon, Maddin’s unique take on everyday eccentricities was fueled by numerous unforgettable childhood experiences. Two of these, in particular, were a piggyback ride from Bing Crosby and the advancement of a common cold into an intense neurological disorder that resulted in strange physical sensations; these experiences gave the imaginative youngster an acute and unique view of the world. Childhood memories and stories passed on by his parents have frequently found their way into Maddin’s unique films as well, with the… read more
Love love love! It's everything a documentary can and should be, and yet it's so much more.
Not my favorite Maddin film I've seen so far but none the less an outstanding cinematic achievement. I loved the beautiful imagery, the poetic narration and the incredibly sad nostalgic feel. Extremely well put together. Oddly enough this could my most emotional Maddin experience I've had so far. Loved it.
(Originally written July 11, 2008)
This is one of the most engrossing films I’ve ever seen (and one of the most difficult to follow). Guy Maddin’s latest film is a sort of dream, full of scattered… read review
This is his most interesting films primarily the mother characters he so trys to re-create in his stories, they seem to be the center of his story in this “Me” trilogy he’s been making. Its more sinister… read review