When I first heard about this film I thought to myself, Oh no not another piece of self-indulgent woe is me film about a family affair gone wrong but boy was I ever wrong. The Stories We Tell is a film that is hard to place into any kind of film genre because it is a genre onto itself. The truth depends on who is telling it, the truth often contains secrets, personal narratives and revealations and Actress/ Director Sarah Polley lets all the skeletons fall out of the closet in this film. One of the most remarkable, intelligent pieces of film making I have seen in years, The Stories We Tell is the story of Polleys discovery that the father who raised her was not her real father and her real father was her mothers secret lover. The Stories We Tell is not only a story about parentage but about family ties, love, loss, grief and the relationships that bind us together and pull us apart. It is a film that is complex in its weaving together of personal memory, uncompromising, raw and cathartic to the point where it strips away the layers to reveal the truth in the stories we tell. It is a passionate piece of film making, deeply moving mesmerizing story that only Polley could tell.