A savage critique of media and our perception of it, and an incredibly unsettling portrait of a rapidly decaying mind. The way Kon implicates the audience in the horrors onscreen made my skin crawl like nothing else has for a long time. Great music too.

Dreamy and intensely personal, yet somehow universal in the feeling that it produces. The feeling of an incredibly deep connection with a place that you also somehow hate, the weird unsteady sensation of searching through old memories, the repeating concepts that everything seems to lead back to. I didn't find it as funny as a lot of other people seem to, but I really liked it anyway. More Maddin is in my future I think.

My mind boggles at how a movie can be so perfect in every facet of every second.

I have now seen every film produced in the 1870s and it only took me 30 seconds.