It's difficult to appreciate this movie after works like "2046"; but after watching it for the second time I regard it as successful transformation of Wong Kar-Wais filmic principles to a different cultural context (the american one). For me the main aspect is the (highly aestheticized = artistically reflected) depiction of everyday events; this explains why the characters seem to be shallow.
Jude Law is fixing his security camera when a fight breaks out in the background. I can't stop laughing. It's so "Fallen Angels" it wins me over. Certainly not the best of WKW, but still worth a look, if only to see Rachel Weisz and Natalie Portman put on southern accents and act tough and beautiful.
A particularly disappointing and lackluster experience. While My Blueberry Nights isn't an offensively bad movie, it's more dull than outright awful, it does contain a number of compelling moments, where the master is able to conjure up some of his old magic. Despite those few miraculous flashes, one is left feeling like the characters in the movie, thinking about what could've been...
First few scenes looked exactly how a Kar Way classic like Chunking Express or Fallen Angels would have been translated to english, even the nonsensical characters and the thin, quirky script, it's all pure and unfiltered Wong. The only things that's off are the delivery and the glacial pacing. And then you get 80 more minutes of NOTHING and Norah Jones. His american casting director most go to hell for this.