In the end, the viewer might find herself both feeling the loss at the center of Maisel and Wilkes's letting-go process and craving a similar grotto of her own.
Read full articleWhether this is all for the sake of art or not, it can be too nauseating to peer into from the outside.
Read full articleWilke views his old mentor with affection, but with a supreme awareness of what a crazy-charismatic crank he can be.
Read full articleJay Maisel's former home suggests a bastion of creativity in a neighborhood whose rough edges have been completely sanded down.
Read full articleThe movie doesn't explore the deep psychological issues that led to [Jay] Maisel's hoarding.
Read full articleMaisel is a lovable curmudgeon, and I feel fortunate to have discovered him through this film.
Read full articleAn ode to the artist and his city, Jay Myself may just make you stop and recognize beauty in a random light pattern, or in the way dust blankets an old photo.
Read full article[Stephen] Wilkes includes ample examples of [Jay] Maisel's work, which serve as powerful reminders of why we want to spend time watching and listening to a man who claims that he doesn't take photographs. Photographs take him, he says.
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