BY Erika Szabo
The first time that I ever saw a Guy Maddin film was only a year ago. A friend, and later love interest, told me about The Saddest Music in the World (2003) and suggested that I watch it. I have always been interested in early cinema, and hearing that Maddin’s films borrow visual and technical styles from the silent film era and early talkies, I was further attracted to his work.
