A solitary flower on a long driveway, a key falling, a door unlocked, a knife in a loaf of bread, a phone off the hook: discordant images a woman sees as she comes home. She naps and, ... See full summary »
Two people stand on a road, out of focus. Seen distorted through a glass, they retire upstairs to a bedroom where she undresses. He says, "Adieu." Images: the beautiful girl, a starfish in ... See full summary »
Kiki of Montparnasse,
André de la Rivière,
A young artist draws a face at a canvas on his easel. Suddenly the mouth on the drawing comes into life and starts talking. The artist tries to wipe it away with his hand, but when he looks... See full summary »
Elizabeth Lee Miller,
Set in pre- World War II era. A young man is on a strange train to see his dying father in a sanatorium. But the place is going to ruin and recalls a lot of memories from the past. He is ... See full summary »
Guy Maddin reluctantly returns to his childhood home, an abandoned Canadian island, where his parents ran an orphanage. As Guy fulfills his dying mother's request to paint the lighthouse ... See full summary »
A pulsing, kaleidoscope of images set to an energetic soundtrack. A young women swings in a garden; a woman's face smiles. The rest is spinning cylinders, pistons, gears and turbines, ... See full summary »
A long series of unrelated images, revolving, often distorted: lights, flowers, nails. A lightboard appears from time to time carrying the news of the day. Then, an eye. A woman in a car ... See full summary »
An experimental film shot for $25,000 in a Manhattan loft. It opened in New York in March, 1947 and went on to win the Venice Film Festival Award for the best original contribution to the progress of cinematography. See more »
(singing on soundtrack):
Oh Venus was born out of sea-foam / oh Venus was born out of brine / but a girl of today / if she is grade A / is assembled upon the assembly line
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I spent my birthday watching this heretofore unknown masterpiece with a few non-filmie friends, who were also rewarded by the experience. First-wave abstract filmmaker Richter comes to America, picks up some noir affectations and calls it narrative: fedora'd lout in ratbag apartment sets up a business reading dreams for various clients. This allows just enough structure - and HUMOR, crucially - to draw the uninitiated into its tour of Surrealism's Greatest Hits. Man Ray, Max Ernst, Marcel Duchamp, on and on and on, Richter has assembled a powerhouse crew for his dream sequences, with the likes of John Cage on music, and the segments are varied, hypnotic, and hang together perfectly, from Duchamp's patented hypno-spiral shtick to a pipe-cleaner circus scene that reminds me of Allyson Mitchell. The color is great and well used, and Richter's own conception on the end sequence ties everything together perfectly. Furthermore, while it may not 'mean' anything, there IS a 'logic' to it, I swear, although I was having too much fun letting it wash over me to pursue it very far. These old men point toward a future that hasn't even arrived yet, but seeing it makes you want to join the project. I LOVE this movie.
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