Yang's direction is very dextrous, this is a worthy movie to see just to see how it moves and balances multiple characters. Was not a fan of the intertitles (same thing happened to me with In the Mood for Love, must be a personal preference I'm discovering) and sometimes I think the characters' emotions could have used a bit more reserve, but otherwise, a fun and interesting film.
With this work, the brighter side of a comedic duology brimming with double entendres, Yang shatters two AIDS-ridden fowls (American egalitarian democracy and Chinese Confucian hypocrisy) with one stone. What may be the most impressive is his ability to wade past the cesspool of egregious conformity and chicanery to conserve an optimistic flicker for humanity, warming soup for the suicidal cubist's “soul.”
”He’s Just Not That Into You” but if that American rom com was actually a critique of capitalism and its toxic grip on romantic, familial, and business relationships. Lighter than most of Yang’s works, but no less of a punch to the gut.