The artistic summit of Chang Cheh, the final descend down the pagoda turns into a moral struggle. Love is lost, life is lost the only thing that stays is a selfish need. The thought of a failed victory, crumbling down the steps suspended in time and foreshadowed in a brilliantly evocative dream sequence prior to that. A truly tragic tale.
Here, gravity defying moments are given amnesty due to primordial stroke on dreamlike, blood-spurting gallantry in glorious slow motion. A prophetic vision offered in grandeur becomes an exhilarated doom post-victory, an amoral persevering will to preserve dignity in upholding said vision. Chang’s transitional mark between the eras of classic chivalry and heroic bloodshed is a staple in cinematic romanticism.