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If you never thought much about Winnipeg, Canada, today's film will change your whole perspective on things.

I think that one purpose of documentaries is to make us look at something we would normally ignore or walk by or save to another time, meaning never.

My Winnipeg (2014)

is a combination love letter and documentary. Also, I suppose, a fantasy and a wish for a time that never was.

It drips of nostalgia.

In a nice way.

A beautiful film using archive footage and new material, Guy Maddin takes us along on a trip back home, a walk through the past.

Very nice. And you do not have to be a Canadian to enjoy this trip.

A 4 out of Netflix5. I would not mind seeing it again.

Labels: canada, documentary