4.5/5 - A deep sense of longing and unfulfilled love, those were the ramifications from In The Mood For Love that Wong Kar-wai saw fit to salvage and let bloom anew in 2046. A very fitting - and surprisingly inventive - sequel to the 00's classic, in which Tony Leung's Mr. Chow tries to climb his way into the a new future through the slippery slopes of his past.
Uninteresting. Maybe it was the themes about fate, lost love and memories and such. As an aside, one thing I have personally realized is that memories of longing and melancholy can play fatal games with our heads. They can drown you out with their false sentimentality despite being very alluring.
“In The Mood for Love” was a stunning achievement, but “2046” is like a belch after a great meal. You get some of the flavor but it evaporates and leaves an unpleasant taste in your mouth. That said, it has a gorgeousness in the midst of the contrivance. I have read that Doyle thinks that they had done this better with the earlier film.
The suppressed sexual desire of In the Mood For Love erupts into a dangerously seductive erotic fantasia, and it lets you realize that the two stories couldn't exist without the other. As a fable about failed attempts to replace impossibly idealized love, it couldn't be simpler. But it luxuriates in details, characters, and meta games, as if Wong's ambitions ballooned to where reality alone couldn't contain them.
para wong o amor é um elemento cujas substâncias formadoras são feitas essencialmente de espaço e tempo. mas ,para ele, o amor acontecer é necessário uma aleatoriedade sem fim em que o período cronológico é aniquilado na tentativa de encontrar algo como o verdadeiro amor.
So sehr der Film mich visuell inspiriert, so sehr lässt er mich inhaltlich leider kalt. Ein Streifen, den ich unglaublich gerne mögen würde, aber der Funke will nicht überspringen. Die Bilder sind wirklich wunderbar, die Lichtsetzung brilliant. Der Rest bekommt mich nicht. 4/10
Incredible performances from an ensemble cast, but this is WKW at his best and worst. His excellent compositions and direction of his actors are the pinnacles of this film, but like Ashes of Time, his stylistic flourishes are unnecessary distractions--story structure is too rigid & free-flowing in equal measure. I find 2046 suffers from the same unfortunate emotional incomprehensibility as Ashes of Time.
"love is all a matter of timing," states a film in which time is illusory, elliptical, constantly calling back and calling forward. how there is nothing more beautiful than something never truly realized. wong kar-wai, the brutal sentimentalist, has somehow created two hours in which love and time play off of each other like furious performers in a red-hued duet. when the music fades, poetry remains.