Release Date
May 9, 2008 (NY)
Director
Bruce McDonald
Writer
Maureen Medved
Cast
Ellen Page, Ari Cohen, Max McCabe-Lokos, Erin McMurtry, SlimTwig, Julian Richings
Studio
Running Time
77 minutes
MPA Rating
Rated R for strong language throughout, some sexual content and violence
Based on screenwriter Maureen Medved's novel of the same name, "The Tracey Fragments" uses highly inventive and dynamic Mondrian-like split screens to tell the story of why 15-year-old Tracey Berkowitz (Page) is riding out a blizzard in the back of a city bus, naked except for the tattered curtain she's wrapped in, and looking for her missing brother (whom she fears she has hypnotized). On screen for nearly every frame of the film, Page delivers... Full synopsis »
MOVIE REVIEW
Review by Robert Bell
"My name is Tracey Berkowitz; 15; just a normal girl who hates herself." Such is her identity; a young woman defined by the perceptions of those around her and how they treat her; like junk; something to discard. Tracey is another lost soul in the landscape of Canadian film, where everyone seems to be a victim of isolation, abandonment, incest, hate crimes, and drug addiction; or is involved with some sort of sexual deviance. The Canuck movie circuit is an interesting one, where the true anomaly is normalcy and a happy ending. Perhaps this stems from Canadian identity itself, which is inundated with external influence, but separated, and aware of as much. There are no delusions of grandeur or self importance, as the landscape itself isn't defined by global power, but more so by the lack of interest in such whimsical fancies and heroics. The cultural identity is one of self deprecating humour and humble aspirations, as the unconscious feels knowledge of limitation and distance. Full movie review »
"My name is Tracey Berkowitz; 15; just a normal girl who hates herself." Such is her identity; a young woman defined by the perceptions of those around her and how they treat her; like junk; something to discard. Tracey is another lost soul in the landscape of Canadian film, where everyone seems to be a victim of isolation, abandonment, incest, hate crimes, and drug addiction; or is involved with some sort of sexual deviance. The Canuck movie circuit is an interesting one, where the true anomaly is normalcy and a happy ending. Perhaps this stems from Canadian identity itself, which is inundated with external influence, but separated, and aware of as much. There are no delusions of grandeur or self importance, as the landscape itself isn't defined by global power, but more so by the lack of interest in such whimsical fancies and heroics. The cultural identity is one of self deprecating humour and humble aspirations, as the unconscious feels knowledge of limitation and distance. Full movie review »
