Thomson documentary feels fresh with journalistic coups
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THE documentary West Wind suggests that artist Tom Thomson was Canada’s Van Gogh and its Mozart, a genius who absorbed the country’s natural splendour and reflected it back to us with his sublime paintings.
But did he possess Mozart’s abrasive self-assurance or Van Gogh’s madness?
No, by all accounts, he was a shy, retiring fellow, affable, generous to his friends, more at ease camping in the wilderness than haunting Toronto’s fleshpots and watering holes.
In short, he was a very Canadian genius.
Co-directors Peter Raymont and Michèle Hozer have tackled the subject of a Canadian visionary before in the excellent documentary Genius Within: The Inner Life of Glenn Gould. But here they are working with the disadvantage in that there is no real film footage of Thomson and one can only go so far with the use of still photographs and loving, lingering shots of Thomson’s paintings.
But the filmmakers actually do succeed in making the doc feel fresh with a few journalistic coups, not the least of which is uncovering what may have been Thomson’s first painting, a labour of love given to a girlfriend in Seattle years before he well and truly found his muse in Ontario, at Canoe Lake in Algonquin Park.
The filmmakers also revive the mystery of Thomson’s suspicious death: he was found dead floating in his beloved Canoe Lake with a suspicious bruise on his head, suggesting he had been whacked with the handle of a paddle. A subsequent mystery suggests that while his family presumably exhumed his body for transport back to the family cemetery in Leith, Ont., a skull was found in the Canoe Lake cemetery which was likely Thomson’s.
That aspect of Thomson’s story is, in a slightly lurid way, interesting enough, if inconclusive. The bulk of the film is devoted to making the case for Thomson’s stature as a great Canadian artist, the inspiration behind Canada’s celebrated Group of Seven. Another coup: One of their interview subjects is the notoriously media shy Winnipeg Jets co-owner David Thomson (no relation), a Thomson collector and scholarly enthusiast who faces the camera to extol the artist’s contribution to early Canadian culture at its most luminous.
The 7 p.m. Friday evening screening of West Wind will be introduced by Manitoba’s own artist provocateur Diana Thorneycroft as well as co-director Peter Raymont and researcher Nancy Lang.
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