If you love movies in the very sinews of your imagination, you should experience the work of Guy Maddin. If you have never heard of him, I am not surprised. Now you have. A new Maddin movie doesn’t play in every multiplex, city or state. If you hear of one opening, seize the day. Or search where obscure films can be found. You will be plunged into the mind of a man who thinks in the images of old silent films, disreputable documentaries, movies that never were, from eras beyond comprehension. His imagination frees the lurid possibilities of the banal. He rewrites history; when that fails, he creates it.
– ROGER EBERT, CHICAGO SUN-TIMES
”My Winnipeg” is exactly what its creator says it is: one man’s personal tour of the Manitoban city he has called home all his life. But since the tour guide is the marvelous cinema surrealist and Canadian art-house treasure Guy Maddin (”The Saddest Music in the World”), both the definition of ’’my’’ and the definition of ’’Winnipeg’’ become profoundly fl uid in this exquisite ’’docu-fantasia’’ (Maddin’s term), an entrancing riffle through the olde curiosity shoppe of the filmmaker’s psyche.
– LISA SCHWARZBAUM, ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY