Chinese big budget movies are gigantic & exhilarating (like Stephen Chow's work) but independent movies are contrarily tough & desolate maybe because of reflecting China's harder reality. In the situation of high-rises flooding up, people wastes their youth, being forced to be in a grungy underground & seeing an illusion of "Chinese Dream." Desperate impossibility that victims of capitalism can't unite.
Loneliness to populate, wanderings and failures, architecturally framed steady shots, water, lots of water, cellar holes putrid environments, a look that when looks sees little or can't see at all, a look that can't look but that when looks through adjacent senses sees much more. Tsai Ming-liang? No, a former collaborator with an accomplice system of signs and form that returns us a similar abyss under formulation.