There are plenty of far superior South Korean movies out there, but The Taste Of Money is an interesting look at what happens when organised crime clashes with people falling in and out of love. It's a slow and sedate film, no real lashings of ultraviolence here, but none the worse for it.
I am rarely convinced by this genre, but I felt the Taste of Money balanced voyeurism with awe and empathy brilliantly. It stuck to its narrow fly-on-the wall like portrayal of events without trying to present the story from conflicting view points and didn't indulge in preaching. The pace of the story telling gets a little too quick towards the end, but the wondrous aesthetics keep your disbelief in suspense.
Il y a fatalement quelque chose d'envoûtant dans cette mise en scène et cette perdition des personnages. L'esthétique particulièrement travaillée et la beauté des comédiens glacent le spectateur et créent aussi la limite d'un film finalement artificiel ; un peu comme un panda en bas résilles et vernis à ongles...
Im Sang-soo is fascinated by money & ancillary relationships (The Housemaid). And by Yun Yeo-Jung's (68) faded beauty, also starring in these 2 movies (& Kim Ki-Young's favorite actress). Im Sang-soo est fasciné par l'argent & les relations ancillaires (The Housemaid). Et par la beauté fanée de Yun Yeo-Jung (68) également vedette de ces 2 films & actrice fétiche de Kim Ki-Young (La Femme insecte 1972). Amour partagé.
Not as polished and convincing as The Housemaid remake. There is no tension, no surprises, no nuances. But the biggest flaw is that the film lacks perversity. This Borgia family is nowhere as evil as it has been described. Ultimately, the taste of money falls flat.
Lacks the fatalistic unease of Housemaid, yet has something else stranger on offer. Taste unfolds like a mystery, with murder and sabotage that wouldn't be out of place in a giallo save for one thing: whodunnit is of no importance. We know who but it doesn't matter. Im's compositions are still first-rate, even among South Koreans, as he/his leads chase some singularly strange and ugly truth. Who knows if he found it?