Uncovers the leylines of the heart! The lap! The forks! Mother! At once an earnest reflection upon one man's mother issues and an aggressive trolling of the Winnipeg Tourist Board. Psychogeography at its most psycho- sexual; neurotic; therapeutic. I can't remember ever having so much fun being lied to.
I'd say that this was in the same general category as Tarkovsky's Mirror. Except there are no floating ladies or houses on fire. It's poetry, but with that marvelous Canadian sense of humor and sensibility. I just love the dreamy imagery which works so well with the theme of sleepwalking. I relate to his story, and I feel like I could watch it again.
An overly self-absorbed love-letter to Maddin's formative years in his home town. I found it ultimately self-indulgent and excludingly personal, despite having quite a broad, surreal scope and a playful, 'mockumentary' narrative. Still worth a watch for the imaginative ideas and cinematography.
Impressive, film noir inspired visuals, sound and music aproprietly matched. Interesting, dreamy, surreal story. I enjoyed the humour. It's originality and probably a weakness (for some) is the fact that while the film is revolving around the history of Winnipeg and the author's childhood memories, the facts and fiction are all blurred together...