I swore off geographical nostalgia to an extent after moving to Toronto. In Montreal I spent awhile torn between loving it there and missing my teenage years in Thunder Bay. I can find reasons to love and hate Toronto on it’s own merits.
Lately though the nostalgia has been a bit stronger and I blame Adam Waito completely. His new album is really beautiful and now I keep listening to songs about my hometown on repeat. (Repeat is my favourite type of listening and if it’s not worth repeat it’s not worth it all).
Anyway, I’m not from Winnipeg but I went to see My Winnipeg tonight and I loved it. I can’t afford to be homesick for places I’m not even from but c’mon an “IF Day” where members of the Rotary Club dressed as Nazi’s and pretended to invade Winnipeg in order to sell war bonds? Hiring actors to play your siblings then subletting your childhood home and having them reenact scenes from your youth with your mother? Everything in the film is part real part fake, but there’s more truth than you’d guess and I cried when the hockey arena was torn down though I have no stereotypical Canadian fondess for that sport.
If you’re from someplace other than where you live you’ll probably like this movie, don’t be scared off by the very arty intro.
3 years ago • Notes