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Krzysztof Krauze's droll, unassuming little biopic stands as a fitting memorial to a life on the fringes.
An enjoyable and gently involving portrayal of a fascinating talent. It isn't the most sophisticated biopic around but that's quite fitting for a subject who took such pride in his own naivety.
A spare yet affecting portrait of Polish ‘outsider artist’ Nikifor Krynicki, bringing to light the winter years of his life.
My Nikifor doesn't take a scenic tour of artistry through the Vaseline smeared lens of romanticism, but for those unfamiliar with Poland's national treasures, it may be a struggle through cold waters.
The performances are solid and small points are made about the plight of outsider art and human bonding but as a study in dying or elderly eccentricity, it’s been eclipsed by recent works.
My Nikifor is a spare yet affecting cinematic portrait of the Polish "outsider" artist Nikifor Krynicki, who's played in a remarkable piece of trans-gender acting by the late female thespian Krystyna Feldman.
[A] film where the protagonist would have left after five minutes if they showed him this work about his life; the less grumpy and more patient viewer will likely remain seated until the understated end.


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