There's something haunting about this film from the get go, then music kicks in, and only makes it more so. I'm not a fan of the warped anamorphic lens stuff, but interesting nonetheless.
Childhood is pleasantly strange when viewed from adulthood. Ergo, it's perfectly logical that Brakhage should make a pleasantly strange movie about his grandchildren
One of Brakhage's most head-spinningly hallucinatory entries, Kindering might starve for the narrative crux that distinguishes the similarly surrealist Svankmajer's work, but as a revelation in ghoulishly eschewed imagery it succeeds. One question: Was it the bookends to Nightmare on Elm Street or merely his own coincidental insanity that inspired Brakhage?
Although it could be lumped into the "home movies" category, it's still a pretty odd take on childhood. The distortions of the film and the soundtrack, as well as the suggested master/slave nature of their play, gives it a sinister air.