Hsi est le chef d'une bande de délinquants dont font partie Kao, Tête d'Obus et Patachou. Le but avoué de ces joyeux lurons est d'amasser suffisamment d'argent pour quitter Taïwan et s'installer a Shanghai où ils exploiteraient une boîte disco. En fait, les amis dépensent systématiquement l'argent qu'ils volent. Surprenant et bienvenu ! www.cinefiches.com
There's people wanting and trying but only getting nothing and nowhere but at least there are sunglasses and colory shirts, a lot of noodles and soups and shots, girls and sunshine shorts, messy appartments and shared cigarettes, tattoos and neon lights, two motorbikes riding up a hill, and a lot of shots from inside their cars.
Through unmitigated realism with tinted, fleetingly voyeuristic shots filter the most unglamorized depiction of gangster life on film. Hou’s rhythm implies movement sans meaning, mundane and motorized leading merely to miles exhausted in static. Our passengers run on empty in languorous ennui, their youth depleted yet inert, stuck in neutral in a dead-ended future steered off-road and stagnant indefinitely.
This film really consists of a collection of beautifully observed everyday moments, devoting its focus to what was going on at that particular point in time. However, When the moments are put together they paint a lugubrious portrait of a good man living in the wrong place at the wrong time. So painful yet so beautiful, so typical of Hou.
An existential documentation of the vapid and languid lives of various people outside the law in Taiwan. Subtle expressions of urban alienation and low-key long takes are what Hou Hsiao Hsien does best, and Goodbye South, Goodbye is graced thoroughly with the application of his masterful touches.
Just rewatched this, having seen Dust in the Wind earlier in the day. That film made me think of this one, which I saw first over a year ago. But I was right--similar themes, and the shot of the train coming out of the tunnel is the exact same shot ten years later. I could watch his films back to back on a loop for the rest of my life.