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15 reviews · Provided by Metacritic.com
- 88TV Guide MagazineMaitland McDonaghTV Guide MagazineMaitland McDonaghAudacious, hypnotic and utterly breathtaking.
- 88New York PostLou LumenickNew York PostLou LumenickNot many people are making silent horror serials these days, but Canadian filmmaker Guy Maddin pushes his love of lurid melodrama to the limit in his latest demented treat, Brand Upon the Brain!
- 88Chicago TribuneMichael PhillipsChicago TribuneMichael PhillipsThe film is a singular achievement.
- 80The New York TimesManohla DargisThe New York TimesManohla DargisDelirious, ingenious, often very funny and strangely touching film.
- 80SalonAndrew O'HehirSalonAndrew O'HehirThe result is giddy, exciting and hilarious, not quite like any artistic experience you've ever had.
- 80Chicago ReaderJonathan RosenbaumChicago ReaderJonathan RosenbaumEnhanced by Jason Staczek's superb score, this is characteristically intense and, unlike most of Maddin's silent-movie models, frenetically edited.
- 75The A.V. ClubScott TobiasThe A.V. ClubScott TobiasComing after the inspired trifecta of "Dracula: Pages From A Virgin's Diary," "Cowards Bend The Knee," and "The Saddest Music In The World," Brand feels a little like boilerplate Maddin rather than a fresh burst of inspiration.
- 70The Hollywood ReporterThe Hollywood ReporterWinnepeg filmmaker Guy Maddin isn't known for run-of-the-mill movies, but the feature he debuted at the Toronto Fest was outrageous even for him. A silent film taking the form of a twelve-chapter Feuillade-flavored serial and designed to have live accompaniment, the movie itself is a match for any of his features to date, and could outstrip earlier efforts in the arthouse arena.
- 70VarietyScott FoundasVarietyScott FoundasBilled as a silent film, Guy Maddin's Brand Upon the Brain! is actually closer to a live theatrical event -- a feature-length motion picture screened with the accompaniment of a live orchestra, plus Foley artists, sound effects technicians and assorted vocalists, too. Together, they provide the elaborate soundscape for a typically frenetic, Maddin-esque amalgam of the autobiographical, Freudian and willfully absurd.
- 60Village VoiceVillage VoiceNot to discredit its wild artistry by saying the gimmick's the prize, but . . . the gimmick's the prize. Without all the hoopla, there simply isn't enough variation to this stylized fever-dream to justify its fatiguing running time, nor to call it anything less than predictably Maddin–esque.