Will be a letdown for those into Tsai’s playful/experimental side, as this strips down to the barebones of Tsai’s obsession with alienation. In silence the desperation to escape loneliness becomes beyond amplified. A beautiful “love story” between broken people in the streets of Kuala Lumpur.
El filme más tranquilo, calmado y lírico de Tsai Ming-liang. Otra vez el amor y el problema de nuestras relaciones con los otros. En la mitad de la niebla, oscura y asfixiante, flota reposadamente la vida, el agua, los ojos cerrados y el árbol y la mariposa silenciosa. Sentir con la imaginacion. Imaginar con el sentir.
Tsai's hallucino-narcotic dream-trudge made for an accidentally ideal follow-up to The Quiet Earth. While that film's post-apocalyptic triangle was underwritten yet occasionally overwrought, this one's undergoes a mostly unspoken, frequently unconscious negotiation of the end of the world, in this case always already here, but subject to internal renewals and reversals.
Not my favorite Tsai, but a beautiful articulation of how much you can do with such simple elements: a setting (a decaying city that would make a Hollywood art director jealous), three characters (wordless expressions of loneliness), and a central symbol you return to over and over. A film about connections in our perpetual apocalypse, meandering at times but coming together—much like its characters.
Filed under "films that make you feel things." Tsai Ming-Liang's films have a quiet sorrow about them as his characters drift through the world alone but, in rare and beautiful moments, make intimate contact with others. This film is about friendship, touch, intimacy, longing, class and social divisions, love, connection and everything else that matters.
With this it become clear that Ming-Liang ranks among the masters of world and art house cinema. Hypnotic. Dream-like. Troubling. Even humorous. Beautifully composed and perfectly lit. Do any of the main characters even speak? There is no need. Their intents and desires are unmistakably clear. I want to dream this again.
Put me in the category of someone who appreciated the art and the mise en scene of the film but couldn't comprehend much in the way of meaning. The long takes and wide angle shots were master classes of form and of the entire frame telling the story. I just wish there was more story there to tell.