The last Guy Maddin film I saw, nearly a year ago, was the surreal, funny, tragic Brand Upon the Brain. Maddin was in attendance, as was narrator Eli Wallach (previous narrators had included Isabella Rossellini, Lou Reed, and Crispin Glover), an 11-piece orchestra, three foley artists, and a Castrato. I'm not sure how seeing My Winnipeg could possibly top that, but when it comes to the IFC Center on June 13, I'll gladly let it try, with Castrato or not. Summary!
Have you ever wanted to relive your childhood and do things differently? Guy Maddin casts B-movie icon Ann Savage as his domineering mother in attempt to answer that question in MY WINNPEG, a hilariously wacky and profoundly touching goodbye letter to his childhood hometown. The film is a documentary (or "docu-fantasia" as Maddin proclaims) that blends local and personal history with surrealist images and metaphorical myths that cover everything from the fire at the local park, which leads to a frozen lake of distressed horse heads, to pivotal, sometimes traumatic, factually heightened scenes from Maddin's own childhood.
If you aren't familiar with Maddin's previous work, I'd genuinely recommend it. His Saddest Music in the World involved Isabella Rossellini losing her legs and having them replaced with glass legs full of beer. That's the level of genius we're dealing with.
'My Winnipeg' Poster Premiere [Cinematical]