The Hart of London (1970) - Jack Chambers 

Not difficult to see how Stan Brakhage could appreciate a film like this. Chambers although an accomplished artist made very few films, this was his last and most ambitious. The picture is a blend of contradictions, juxtaposed images and contrasting styles. Some is home movies, some newsreels, some black and white, some color, some negative images, positive exposures. Overlapping images, then static clean shots. The film constantly asks us to look closer and see what is being shown to us. Images seem to appear mystically out of an image as something becomes obvious (garden shears in one scene). This is a puzzle of a film and one that mysteriously remains nearly impossible to get ahold of, but not hard to really fathom given the incredibly uncommercial nature of the project. I got the feeling watching it that all it needed was some lousy narration and Guy Maddin could have used it for My Winnipeg.