Keeping up my tradition of reviewing things when it's almost
too late for readers to do anything about them, I saw
"In the Mood for Love" the other evening. It's a beautiful,
beautiful film by Wong Kar-wai. Set in Hong Kong in 1962,
it captures the grace and ugliness of the city in that time.
The film creates tension in what it doesn't show; you never see the spouses, and there's an undercurrent of uncertainty weaved through out the entire movie, from when the two have to hide in Chow's room while their bothersome neighbors play an all night Mah-Jongg game to when they roleplay Li-Zhen confronting her husband on his infidelity. Compounding this, however, is some possible problems with what has been lost in translation: some user comments at the film's IMDB listing seem to indicate that Cantonese speaking audiences may have a different understanding of the final result of Chow and Li-Zhen's relationship than those of us who were relying on the subtitles. What the film does show us, however, is both sublime and mundane; quite a feat. In all, this is a wonderful quiet film, though unless you're used to arthouse films it may seem to drag in parts. It is worth tracking down, a rewarding experience if you can give it the attention it deserves. |