Tuesday, July 1, 2008

The frost. The lap. The fur.


Guy Maddin is particularly awesome because he manages to be one of those artistic types who can be totally goofy but still be taken seriously. I'm not sure how he accomplishes that. I would like to find out.

Abby and I saw "My Winnipeg" last night, in which the main character, "Guy Maddin," convinces his mother to spend a month playing herself from his childhood. His brothers, sister and dog are played by actors. His dad is represented by a lump under the living room carpet. He is dead. Acting shouldn't be much of a stretch for his mom because she plays the part of "Mother" in a daily Winnipegian drama, LedgeMan, in which a man threatens suicide and Mother talks him off the ledge. Except that she keeps botching the lines. Passive-aggressive!!

But that's just one part of it. Also, there are frozen horses' heads that poke out of the icy river that become a sort of lovers' lane. There are secret back streets and not-secret front streets and one hermaphrodite street (Lorette), which is both back and front. Everyone's got a severe case of seasonal affective disorder. No one can escape because they keep falling asleep. There is a medium who speaks for the dead with interpretive dance. Mother is always watching.

It's pretty awesome. You guys should all go see it, like, right now.

3 comments:

Kathryn said...

wow that does not sound boring at all!

Meghan said...

Someone in this coffee shop just said "In 2010, I will be 24. That seems too young to get married." Now she is saying: "I really do want blue eyed babies." I don't know what this has to do with anything. But I felt I should report.

Sarah said...

It's soporific. There's a lot of falling asleep in it.