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Critic scores range from 0 to 100, with higher scores indicating more favorable reviews.
A feverishly imaginative Freudian vampire film from Guy Maddin, is like a silent-movie serial by Louis Feuillade or an improbable collaboration between writer Oscar Wilde and photographer Man Ray. Read full review
It's an astonishing film: weird, obsessed, drawing on subterranean impulses, hypnotic. Read full review
The result is giddy, exciting and hilarious, not quite like any artistic experience you've ever had. Read full review
Delirious, ingenious, often very funny and strangely touching film. Read full review
Wildly imaginative if extremely strange. Read full review
Coming after the inspired trifecta of "Dracula: Pages From A Virgin's Diary," "Cowards Bend The Knee," and "The Saddest Music In The World," Brand feels a little like boilerplate Maddin rather than a fresh burst of inspiration. Read full review
How often are psychosexual lunacy and classic cinema combined so fiendishly well? Read full review
Billed as a silent film, Guy Maddin's Brand Upon the Brain! is actually closer to a live theatrical event -- a feature-length motion picture screened with the accompaniment of a live orchestra, plus Foley artists, sound effects technicians and assorted vocalists, too. Together, they provide the elaborate soundscape for a typically frenetic, Maddin-esque amalgam of the autobiographical, Freudian and willfully absurd. Read full review
Winnepeg filmmaker Guy Maddin isn't known for run-of-the-mill movies, but the feature he debuted at the Toronto Fest was outrageous even for him. A silent film taking the form of a twelve-chapter Feuillade-flavored serial and designed to have live accompaniment, the movie itself is a match for any of his features to date, and could outstrip earlier efforts in the arthouse arena. Read full review
Not to discredit its wild artistry by saying the gimmick's the prize, but . . . the gimmick's the prize. Without all the hoopla, there simply isn't enough variation to this stylized fever-dream to justify its fatiguing running time, nor to call it anything less than predictably Maddinesque. Read full review
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exciting and satisfyingly odd Read full review