Archangel (1991)

In principle, I admit that I like the aesthetics of Maddin's cinema. Its close to the baroque imagery, full of dreams and often suggestions, "hooked" me.
It is also undeniable that the Canadian filmmaker is a big movie buff, which is in itself an added incentive for any lover of good cinema. Because this aspect results in a continuous translational cinéphiles references to the screen. "Archangel" is no exception to the above but one of the clearest examples we can see almost reproduced iconic images, "borrowed" from movies like "L'âge d'or" (Buñuel, 1930) or "La Petite Marchande d'Allumettes" (Jean Renoir, 1928) and not only in the continued presence of the snow, on the other side, consubstantial element to Maddin's dreamlike cinema.
Although this time the mechanism that leads to the fantastic, surreal worlds is not sufficiently greased and dreams train glides with the same resolution of previous proposals. The beginning is promising but the film suffers from what a mess and tries to show the ideal way to do it, falling into confusion mid your footage, because of a commitment that is not repetitive but the obsession of the protagonist, an officer pursued by the ghost of his recently deceased wife.

5/10