There are about 4 locations here. Yet who would, even ignorant of such limitation, question a single frame? One moment still gets to me: at the booth, a shot starts to the right of someone, but it anxiously pans leftwards. One can become more anonymous and more close to someone at the same time. The secrecy of the wounded, the knowledge that retribution will never amount to pleasure. 5th viewing only improves it.
bittersweet. I enjoyed it. Though it was hard to keep track of the sequences. The dialogue is too quick/choppy and disengaged. I'm sure if I understood Cantonese I wouldn't complain. In all though, very nice film that exudes poise and elegance. I appreciate the visuals too.
I read a NYT op/ed from twelve years ago titled "Why isn't Maggie Cheung a Hollywood star?" ...its a condescending piece, unaware of its imperialistic construction of success... this is the frame many put Wong Kar-Wai movies in. as long as they are watching them, because they are tearfully sublime.
Delicate and oozing with passion, even if that passion is held aback throughout the film’s runtime. It doesn't need to be expressed in tender kisses or the like, the air is practically perspiring that passion and lust, without ever letting it explode. In isn't an air of tension really either, but one of suave sentiments and moments and unrequited love.