What Maddin & Co. have invented here ranges from Freudian horror to childish naughtiness.
J. R. Jones
Guy Maddin delivers another of his wild and whimsical fantasies, tinged with camp and couched in the film grammar of silent cinema.
Enjoying this film will depend on your state of mind. Indeed, "The Forbidden Room" is a state of mind unto itself.
Maddin's singular brand of cinematic reinvention goes a little over the top.
[A] narcotized fever dream ...
The film is more than just spot-on parody.
Guy Maddin's latest act of cinematic mayhem isn't easy to parse, but narrative coddling has never been his intent.
Those who demand that their films offer up some kind of conventional narrative structure will no doubt throw up their hands and leave early on in the proceedings. Those that stick it out, however, will be rewarded with one delight after another.
At a time when everyone is talking about the death of the movies, Guy Maddin proves that we can always bring them back to life.