The Saddest Music in the World

A deliciously weirded-out picture by Guy Maddin, a deliciously weirded-out Canadian filmmaker. Read full review

The best Canadian beer movie since "Strange Brew," and the best 1930s musical of the year, The Saddest Music in the World is the kind of exhaustingly delirious film that only Winnipeg director Guy Maddin could make. Read full review

Guy Maddin has reached a new expressive plateau with The Saddest Music in the World. Read full review

The concept is high, the humor lowbrow and the joy of experimentation evident in every frame of this wonderful picture. Read full review

Hard to say who's luckier -- those who have seen the work of Canadian filmmaker Guy Maddin before and know what to expect, or those who haven't and for whom The Saddest Music in the World serves as an eye-popping introduction. Read full review

The weirdest, freest-wheeling, most obsessively inventive motion picture you'll see this year. Parts are confusing, parts are berserk, parts are exasperatingly slow. But in a world of cookie-cutter movies, Maddin's movies are like nobody else's -- funny, Romantic, as deliriously overwrought as a drug lord's wedding. Read full review

It's all terribly tortured, often laugh-out-loud, absurdly funny and, as with all of Maddin's movies, conveyed through images that are as lush and beautifully over the top as the story's emotions. Read full review

Hilariously odd and prodigiously inventive. Read full review

The movie occasionally continues on too long with certain scenes and may strain the sensibilities of anybody not caught up in its delirious visuals and melodrama, but The Saddest Music in the World nevertheless beckons with a seductive and unforgettable melody. Read full review

Meant to evoke filmmaking of a bygone era, but this time the director is more restrained visually, while making use of a more conventionally structured script than usual. And he has a real, honest-to-goodness star in Rossellini. Read full review

If only there were a surefire way to describe Guy Maddin's films without scaring off viewers. The quirky Canadian is a genius who produces haunting, exquisitely droll movies that defy explanation. Read full review

Maddin's movies are easy, too. Point your eyes at the screen; the magic follows. Read full review

It's the stuff of soap opera, infused with a nonchalant, David Lynch-like surrealism and a nutball Canadian humor. Beer - because of the baroness, and because this is Canada - flows freely. Read full review

The effect is strange and delightful; somehow the style lends quasi-credibility to a story that is entirely preposterous. Read full review

The Saddest Music In the World may not be for all tastes, but maybe it should be. Read full review

In a movie age when there's hardly a garde, let alone an avant-garde, Maddin proves there are many languages to cinema, including the dead one of antique film. And in that language, he sings, he soars. Read full review

Because everything is funny and nothing provides a punchline, audiences may be too shell-shocked to laugh--you know you're in Maddinville when individual cackles detonate at unexpected intervals. Read full review

Like most great musicals, though, this one slides, with breathtaking ease, from silliness to pathos and freely mixes exquisiteness and absurdity. Read full review

It's a work for specialized tastes: for audiences who adore old movies, dark jokes and some high camp. Read full review

This exercise in style and tongue-in-cheek melodrama from Canada's iconoclastic Guy Maddin will be lionized by admirers for its audacity, but will wear thin for many audience members, who will find it tedious and repetitive. Read full review

Too much of this fantasy is filled out with artsy folderol, but it's a movie like no other--except, maybe, one by Guy Maddin. Read full review

Almost as much an art piece as a film, this playful Prohibition-era tale is visually inventive and initially amusing but, at feature length, becomes somewhat wearing in its cacophonous eccentricity. Read full review

Maddin films have a higher rate of invention per frame than the majority of his peers can muster. Read full review

You won't see anything quite like it from any other filmmaker working today. Read full review

I am casting no aspersions on the director when I say that The Saddest Music in the World is a work of manic depression. The mania is there in the frenzied editing, the inability to concentrate on a detail for more than a few seconds; and the depression is there in the forcible lowering of spirits. [10 May 2004, p. 107]

Any film where a beer baroness's glass leg (filled with beer) shatters when a high note is struck is okay by me. Read full review

In short, it's a rich, artful film, slightly overlong but worth the time, money and energy required to get through it. Art? Definitely. Entertainment? Not so much. Read full review

So stuffed with Maddin-ess that it never manages to get past the glorious surfaces. McKinney strides through his role with a knowing wink, and the sheer volume of creative imagery is as distracting as it is entertaining. Read full review

The weirdest movie of the summer. OK, the year. Read full review

Insanely inventive and brimming with exceptional performances, The Saddest Music in the World is as audacious as it is entertaining. Read full review

There's atmosphere and absurd wit, but the surreal style creates a distance from the characters that's only likely to be appreciated by fans of Maddinís self-conscious artistry. Read full review

You're left, as with certain vivid dreams, filled with memorable images but not completely able to account for what you just experienced. Read full review

The visual originality of The Saddest Music is deceiving: Narratively and spiritually, the movie is bankrupt, even though it's so packed with stuff (including a set of shapely prosthetic glass legs filled with dazzling, fizzy beer) that you can hardly bring yourself to believe that it all adds up to nothing. Read full review