My Winnipeg

Guy Maddin calls his "My Winnipeg" a "docu-fantasia," and there's no reason not to take him at his word. This haunting phantasmagoria of a film -- comic, singular, surreal -- is not only something no one but the Canadian director could have made, it's also a film no one else would have even wanted to make. Which is the heart of its appeal. Maddin, an alternative cinema legend for one-of-a-kind films [...] Vai alla recensione »

L'écrivain Michel Leiris inventa un art de la confession intime, "littérature considérée comme une tauromachie". Le cinéaste canadien Guy Maddin propose ici un type de documentaire qui aurait fasciné Sigmund Freud : la radiographie introspective d'un homme hanté par sa ville natale conduit à l'exploration en trompe-l'oeil de l'histoire d'une cité. Winnipeg mon amour est un pied de nez à l'idéologie [...] Vai alla recensione »

After seeing “My Winnipeg,”Guy Maddin’s odd and touching tribute to his hometown, I was tempted to do some further research. A few minutes at Wikipedia or the official Web site of the province of Manitoba would surely clarify some of the curious claims Mr. Maddin, the only famous Winnipeg native I can name off the top of my head, makes about the city.

THE documentary form has been twisted in recent years, but few filmmakers have given it as many tortuous turns as Guy Maddin, the Canadian fantasist and director as pretzel maker, does in “My Winnipeg.” Like all of Mr. Maddin’s work, this hometown portrait — commissioned by the Documentary Channel in Canada — skates along an icy edge between dreams and lucidity, fact and fiction, cinema and psychotherapy. [...] Vai alla recensione »