This week sees my annual pilgrimage to the dark confines of the State Theatre, lit primarily by flickering images on a screen. For the first time in at least a decade, I have relinquished my seat. Luckily I was able to gain 2 seats, for my partner and I, three rows in front, so I remain within reach of my usual festival crowd. Having just glanced at the festival website, I was glad to discover that there was another Guy Maddin film in the programme. I was introduced to Maddin by the festival and have always found his material, enjoyable, intriguing and often off the wall. Even better this year, Maddin will be on stage performing a live narration of his new film, My Winnipeg. My first encounter with Maddin I think was Twilight of the Ice Nymphs and more recently I adored The Saddest Music in the World. His movies, are nothing if not original, though it must be said, his work is something of an acquired taste.