I was very fortunate to talk to the director and get some answers about this film, namely the time he had to work with non actors, a month, and the need for jump cuts at the beginning of the film. It kind of convinced me, still I believe the film is too long and the ending is not necessary for the idea of a similarity with the topic of Tokyo Story in a China which is a China, dunno. It's very watchable but loose ends
There is magnificence to be found in its patient and ponderous observation of the naturalistic rhythms of three generations of a family in contemporary China, but there’s also deep frustration. Surprisingly, its length’s more than justified by the beautiful detail that can be found in the lyricism of the mundane, but its inappropriately dramatic ending and debilitating lack of formal discipline are indefensible.
Related with Ozu only by tangential fictional aspects to "Tokyo Story", a film that composes with time its own time, erecting a semblance of "The Time", as if it was its exact counterpart. I mean, through the compositional rigor of its fiction by images, we arrive at the final with the sensation of exactly this, of a final time at which time itself would add anything. A perfect simulacrum of life.