Review of The Saddest Music in the World (2003) by Tom B — 28 Feb 2010
Me Mum was visiting and all I could think was what to watch? Me and kids we always watch something with dinner. Me cranky Mum, oh Dear me no. Then it struck me, since she's from Winnipeg, and that's where I was born, why not a movee set way back in Winnipeg 1933 about a competition between nations to see who can play the saddest music in the world in which the winners go down a slide into a big vat of Lady Port Huntley's beer? There was not a dry eye in the house after watching this, and watching is key here because it's impossible to do anything else with Guy's funny old way of filming things like they was from the old silent era with tight irises and soft out of focus shots.
Having Mark McKinney on hand made it seem a bit like a complicated Kids In the Hall Episode right down to the Sissy Boy Slap Party appended to main feature. For cineastes like me, movee snobs, it seemed perfect, and for Winnipeggers it seems it was funny enough to keep us laughing to the end when Lady Port Huntley's glass legs full of beer busted and she killed Mark with them jagged edges that were left hanging.
Hard to believe, I know. Ah, Winnipeg, and the cold of winter, the snows piled high to near the roof tops, listening to the radio late nights. Thankfully there's hope for Canadian cinema as yet.
This review of The Saddest Music in the World (2003) was written by Tom B on 28 Feb 2010.
The Saddest Music in the World has generally received positive reviews.
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