Not knowing the context is not a good reason to underappreciate this (beautiful) short film. To those who complain it lacks "context", this film gives a truly good motive to SEE the other films and finally know the context. Apart of that it's a tiny and delicate piece of poetry.
3,5. A little piece that works both as a corollary of a particular film, "Et là bas ...", and as a reinforcement and corroboration of the idea of loss and mismatch in his fictional universe, besides the spatio-temporal consistency that is his usual in formal terms.
You know how sometimes you're downtown, and the colours and motion and reflections and sounds suddenly strike you as so immersive and beautiful that you wish you could somehow capture all of it exactly the way you're experiencing it? Almost like it's some entity unto itself? Tsai Ming-Liang does that. Almost flawlessly. Accompanied by the perfect story for it.
When Tsai Ming-Liang does as little as he can, not trying to be or mock somebody else, he is a terrific filmmaker. He has that Lumiere simplicity that you can only find in porn video (if you forget you are horny...) or amongst rushes of every film, yes even Star Wars.