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Sunday, January 28, 2018

Chris Doyle, Filming in the Neon World

Chris Doyle (杜可風, Like the Wind)
(image source: 10 things about Chris Doyle)
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in his own words: whatever film I take on, it’s not about the script, it’s not about… certainly not about the money, it’s not about my so-called career; it’s always about the people; they are friends first


Chris Doyle is one of my heroes.








(Wong Kar-Way and Chris Doyle)

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Saturday, May 26, 2012

Ben Sutherland: Skylight Kunming


After watching the Portrait of a Bookstore as an Old Man of Ben Sutherland and Gonzague Pichelin, I looked for other movies made by these two authors. That's how I came to Skylight Kunming. This time Ben Sutherland was the main author, as director, screenwriter, and cinematographer, while his friend Gonzague Pichelin did the editing and released the movie through his own production oufit, Zag Zoo Films.

Actually the Portrait of a ... and Skylight Kunming are so far their only movies listed on IMDb. Ben is working on a new project (not yet titled). It is a documentary on the rise of private military companies for an emergent business: counter-piracy operations in the Red Sea and beyond.

I was fascinated by the Portrait of a Bookstore as an Old Man: it had a special rhythm that allowed the recreation on the screen of a whole universe, through a rapid transition of a huge number of persons - each one coming to give her or his testimony and leaving quickly to make place to the next one - each testimony being short, while percussive. It's the Parisian Shakespeare and Company: the movie pulls out from that bookstore a whole universe.

I recognized in Skylight Kunming the same qualities: a fantastic sense of the cinematic rhythm, allowing the rendering of the story through a rapid transition of quick and percussive testimonies. This time it is about a man whose personality is revealed as a whole universe. Director Ben Sutherland made Skylight Kunming in the memory of his brother Mike.

The biography of Mike Sutherland is amazing. To say only that he was an enthusiast of outdoor activities and green business, to say even that he had a a generous and adventurous way of life, would be a misnomer. It was much more. For him home was where his toothbrush was - and his toothbrush was constantly moving on.

During college years, he spent a semester in an intensive program where a small number of guys  were living in log cabins like the first pioneers (or rather like solitary anchorites), while reading, discussing, and analyzing classic texts. Another semester was spent in a floating university (Semester at Sea, ran by the University of Pittsburgh): circling the globe, attending classes while at sea, exploring the countryside while in the harbors. Then he moved to Evergreen State College in Olympia, WA, a liberal arts institution based on a student-directed curriculum. After majoring in Consciousness Studies, he started a solo bike tour of Asia: two years throughout Pakistan, India, Nepal and China.

Mike settled eventually in Kūnmíng, the capital of Yunnan, a province in the far southwest of China, bordering Burma, Laos, and Vietnam. Here he started promoting the off-roads biking (organizing bike clinics, rides, races, and tours) and soon made a lot of friends, who nicknamed him Bike-Mike (to make the distinction from Airplane-Mike, a guy earlier arrived at Kūnmíng, and working there for Boeing).

For me, all this calls in mind other two names. Firstly my brother-in-law Wolfi (Wolfgang Held), also an adventuresome spirit who spent a couple of years in his youth to wander through India, Australia, and also New Zealand, I think. He is a well-known documentary cinematographer whose contracts bring him everywhere on Earth, Romania and Mongolia, China and Germany, France and Italy, and all across US. He is a passionate kayaker and an enthusiast of guitar. This would be one name. Then, of course, Chris Doyle, who worked in Norway on an off-shore drilling platform, and in Israel as a shepherd, before settling to Hong Kong to become one of the greatest cinematographers nowadays.

Mike (or let's rather call him Bike-Mike, like his fellows were doing) worked in Kūnmíng as a free-lance reporter and photographer for COLORS, a quarterly magazine about the rest of the world. Also he discovered during his trips within Yunnan province the traditional hemp cultivation and became an enthusiast. He opened an echo-friendly business of hemp clothing (People's Hemp) that grew to become a full line with on-line catalog, US order fulfillment and international sales.

The life of Mike Sutherland ended abruptly in 2007. It was a whitewater rafting accident: Mike and six others had set out on Nanpanjiang River outside Kūnmíng. The group split: five on the raft, and two in a kayak. The kayak capsized, the raft came to rescue and overturned, too. Three people, including Mike and his girlfriend Li Limei, drowned.

Shortly after the accident Ben Sutherland and his other brothers came to Kūnmíng, to pay their respects to the memory of Mike. The making of the movie started those days: Ben wanted to discuss with all people who had known Mike, and shooting the film was also, for him and for them, a necessary therapy. It is an after the fact documentary. The image of Mike appears only once, by the end, very briefly, somehow in an iconic way - but he is all the time present in the movie, you feel him through the intensity of the testimonies about his life.  The movie was not intended for distribution - it was just a way to make justice for the memory of Mike. It was, however, well received: it got the Indie Award of Merit and the Best Short Documentary Award the film won at the Washougal International Film Festival. Ben hopes it will be aired on Sundance.



Skylight Kunming (2008) : Intro
(video by ezzerdamoose)



Skylight Kunming (2008) : Part 1
(video by ezzerdamoose)



Skylight Kunming (2008) : Part 2
(video by ezzerdamoose)



Skylight Kunming (2008) : Part 3
(video by ezzerdamoose)



Skylight Kunming (2008) : Part 4
(video by ezzerdamoose)



Skylight Kunming (2008) : Part 5
(video by ezzerdamoose)



Skylight Kunming (2008) : Part 6
(video by ezzerdamoose)



Skylight Kunming (2008) : Part 7
(video by ezzerdamoose)



Skylight Kunming (2008) : Part 8
(video by ezzerdamoose)



Skylight Kunming (2008) : Part 9
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Skylight Kunming (2008) : Finale
(video by ezzerdamoose)


(Benjamin Sutherland and Gonzague Pichelin)

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Sunday, August 21, 2011

Wong Kar-Wai: Fallen Angels (1995)



It's kind of exhausting and kind of exhilarating. It will appeal to the kinds of people you see in the Japanese animation section of the video store, with their sleeves cut off so you can see their tattoos. And to those who subscribe to more than three film magazines. And to members of garage bands. And to art students. It's not for your average moviegoers—unless of course, they want to see something new.

Almost manga-like in camera style and story telling (I mean manga as in Akira and Ghost in The Shell). Very colorful yet dark, explicit yet tender, soft and violent. You're sucked in by the nostrils, visually shaken about and taken for a very exciting trip into hyper-sub-reality. The daylight at the end has the same effect as the dish cleaning and lights on after a very good party. Very sobering. The movie leaves you with the feeling of having had a vigorous massage and wanting more. More Wong Kar-Wai.

And there is the real star, the traum-city itself. Corridors, subways, neon, time lapse, travelators and low flying jets, trains, shopping arcades, Chung King Mansions stuffed to the gullets with sullen, sweating people cooled by antique electric fans, the scheming tattooed triads, outbursts of random violence, warehouses, chopping knives, video cameras, motorbikes speeding through tunnels, the multiracial hand in hand with the super-commercial... Hong Kong insinuates itself into our imaginations as the Űbertraumstadt, the place of ultimate nightmare and ultimate romance, where beauty is all the more poignant for its dark, cheap, pitiless setting and dreams are all the more necessary.

Bringing a manga to the screen leads to a movie that's structured like a manga, which is far different from the structure of a novel. Manga means cartoons with a few explanatory text. Such a structure is by its nature extremely elliptic, leaving the details unexplained and assuming the active participation of the reader (viewer) who should fill the gaps and make the links. More than that, actually a manga offers only the essential elements, you are to imagine the story behind.


Fallen Angels (墮落天使 - Duo luo tian shi): like the companion movie (Chungking Express), it's a pure cinematographic gem born unexpectedly. Wong Kar-Wai and Chris Doyle were working on Ashes of Time, and the project was exhausting. They decided suddenly to put Ashes of Time on hold and to produce quickly something light, unpretentious, just to warm their spirits. There was no script, just a loose idea: some slices of life in today's Hong Kong, kind of romantic comedies with young heroes hanging around Chungking Mansions and Midnight Express. Two vignettes were made this way, with young cops falling in love, drug dealers wearing sun glasses and blond wigs, barmaids becoming flight attendants and flight attendants returning from San Francisco: this was Chungking Express, released in 1994.

As the third vignette was unfolding, it became clear for the director that the mood of the story was different, and it deserved a separate movie: that was Fallen Angels, released in 1995. Two completely distinct plots evolving in parallel, and intertwining only in brief moments and only by hazard. A young hitman getting his assignments through a fax machine and a sympathetic and totally immature mute (played with irresistible charm by Takeshi Kaneshiro, who was also an irresistible cop-in-love in Chungking Express).

Well, a mute cannot talk, everybody knows it, but what happens in Fallen Angels is that actually nobody seems able to communicate through human speech. The agent (Michelle Reis - I saw her also in Flowers of Shanghai) who gives the assignments to the hitman (and even visits his narrow apartment when he is out) is a gorgeous girl, unconditionally in love for his subordinate. However she never meets him and prefers to masturbate instead. It is a terrifying impression of loneliness in a frenetic city, everybody is alone there, on her or his own, deepened in her or his own thoughts and dreams, and everybody's dreams seem crazy while only dreams keep you there to not get crazy.

I remember the cabs in a region I used to live for many years: the driver had a small computer on board and all communication with the dispatcher was through the screen, no room for bargaining of any kind, no space for any human feeling, of joy or sorrow, of sympathy or sarcasm. Here in Fallen Angels it's the fax machine, the same sensation of alienation, of loss of humanity. Humans transformed in robots, keeping their human condition for themselves only, through masturbating dreams of impossible love.

And it remains the city itself. Mark Rothko (Jacob Baal-Teshuva: Mark Rothko, 1903-1970, Pictures as Drama, Taschen, 2003, p.27) has a great observation about the relation between foreground and background in an art work: sometimes the personages (or the objects) have only the function to glorify the background (... may limit space arbitrarily and thus heroify his objects. Or he makes infinite space, dwarfing the importance of objects, causing them to merge and become part of the space world). The same observation is somehow made by Malevich when analyzing the way Monet had rendered the Cathedral of Rouen: ...when the artist paints, and he plants the paint, and the object is his flower-bed, he must sow the paint in such a way that the object disappears, because it is merely a ground for the visible paint with which it is painted (Gilles Néret: Kazimir Malevich, 1878-1935, and Suprematism, Taschen, 2003, p.13).

Is this movie about people alienated by Hong Kong, or is it here a meditative poem about the city itself? One of the personages in the movie has an unexpected sentence, Buddha said, If I don't descend into hell, who will? The sentence passes quickly and seems at first sight without any meaning in the logic of the story. Maybe it offers the clue: Hong Kong, this space of hyper-sub-reality (as one of the reviewers puts it), this Űbertraumstadt of ultimate nightmare (apud another reviewer), actually offers the image of hell, and the heroes of the story descend there, why? To follow the archetype?

And if we go again to the observation made by Malevich on Monet and Rouen Cathedral, here in Fallen Angels subject and city disappear in the gorgeous cinematic language: a great movie pushing the cinematic language to its ultimate expression. A couple of great creators: Wong Kar-Wai and Chris Doyle. Let me add here that another great contemporary cinematographer was also part in the team: Mark Lee Ping-Bin.

And if I were to choose an image from Fallen Angels, this one would be: the city in the night with its endless traffic and movement and changing lights, near the narrow apartment where the hitman inspects quietly the fax machine.


墮落天使 (Fallen Angels): Part 1/10
(video by tooomat)




墮落天使 (Fallen Angels): Part 2/10
(video by tooomat)





墮落天使 (Fallen Angels): Part 3/10
(video by tooomat)





墮落天使 (Fallen Angels): Part 4/10
(video by tooomat)





墮落天使 (Fallen Angels): Part 5/10
(video by tooomat)



墮落天使 (Fallen Angels): Part 6/10
(video by tooomat)






墮落天使 (Fallen Angels): Part 7/10
(video by tooomat)






墮落天使 (Fallen Angels): Part 8/10
(video by tooomat)






墮落天使 (Fallen Angels): Part 9/10
(video by tooomat)






墮落天使 (Fallen Angels): Part 10/10
(video by tooomat)


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(Wong Kar-Way and Chris Doyle)

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Friday, July 01, 2011

Days of Being Wild (1990)


Days of Being Wild (阿飛正傳 - A Fei jingjyuhn, The True Story of a Playboy ), made in 1990 by Wong Kar-Way. It was his second feature film, the first to collaborate with cinematographer Chris Doyle, the first to follow his artistic obsessions. The movie had a great cast: Leslie Cheung, Maggie Cheung, Carina Lau, Andy Lau, Rebecca Pan, Jacky Cheung, all these along with Tony Leung Chiu Wai (who played in a cameo). Despite all these assets the movie started by being a commercial failure (as the director told once, in Korea the attendance even threw things at the screen). The style of Wong Kar-Wai (or the style of Chris Doyle, or both) was simply too new, too unexpected.

Years have passed and Wong Kar-Wai (along with Chris Doyle) became well-known worldwide, and each of their movies is now considered as iconic. I wouldn't get tired watching any of their movies as many times as it gets: each time I understand a nuance in more depth.

What could be told in a few words about this movie, Days of Being Wild? For Pavel Ruminov the spirit of Nabokov lives in WKW heroes' rooms. For another reviewer (tedg) this movie draws fluid tattoos on the insides of skin. For chaos-rampant this is raw and touching and real, like the best of gritnik cinema done by a romantic. And tedg again, this movie is the first project where Kar-Wai Wong found his groove with the Spanish notion of meta-story.

Well, meta-story, or meta-narrative, whatever: other stories built within the main story, each of the embedded stories with a life and a poignancy of their own, unfolding without haste, while not impeding on the main story - chapels in a cathedral. You have the sensation of being there, everything has such an immediacy that it's like it happens to you, right there during the screening. There is the main character, a womanizer dreaming to find someday his estranged mother, meanwhile seducing and then getting rid of everything he meets, abusive and careless in all his relations, with men and women alike; there are the girls, seduced and abandoned; there are the other men, witnessing all this and falling for the girls, hopelessly... and it's like you are there, in the skin of each personage, as each of the embedded stories is flowing, as the main story is flowing, you are the womanizer, leaving sentimental carnage on your way, you are each girl, enjoying your erotic accomplishment, rejected, despaired, you are each of the men, empathizing with the girls, trying to help them, longing for them, you are the substitute mother, ambiguous in your feelings for the boy you raised, you are the real mother, not showing anything which is in your heart, not even to yourself.

Peter Brunette has and admirable essay about Days of Being Wild: with this movie Wong was fully immersed in what would become his greatest themes, love and time.

Days of Being Wild is considered as the first part in a loose trilogy dealing with love and time (together with In the Mood for Love and 2046). Actually love and time (maybe better said eros and time) remained the preoccupation also in the movies following this so-called trilogy: think for instance at The Hand, WK-W's episode from Eros, made in 2004 - and the preoccupation remains also in My Blueberry Nights (which is also a meta-story, by the way).

All these movies mirroring love and time in countless ways. Time marked by the passing of histories of love replacing the passing of years, down to implosion: stories of seduction, stories of desire, stories of love just imagined, stories of longing, stories of despair. Love trying to destroy the reality of time: I've heard that there's a kind of bird without legs that can only fly and fly, and sleep in the wind when it is tired; the bird only lands once in its life... that's when it dies. Time as illusion, love as illusion - time has lost any significance, because it was replaced by histories of love - while love exploded and lost any meaning from the very beginning - reality as illusion: the fact is that the bird hasn't gone anywhere; it was dead from the beginning.




Days of Being Wild: Part 1/11
(video by kuraxmol)




Days of Being Wild: Part 2/11
(video by kuraxmol)




Days of Being Wild: Part 3/11
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Days of Being Wild: Part 4/11
(video by kuraxmol)




Days of Being Wild: Part 5/11
(video by kuraxmol)




Days of Being Wild: Part 6/11
(video by kuraxmol)




Days of Being Wild: Part 7/11
(video by kuraxmol)





Days of Being Wild: Part 8/11
(video by kuraxmol)




Days of Being Wild: Part 9/11
(video by kuraxmol)




Days of Being Wild: Part 10/11
(video by kuraxmol)





Days of Being Wild: Part 11/11
(video by kuraxmol)



(Wong Kar-Way & Chris Doyle)

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Monday, December 06, 2010

Chris Doyle: Away with Words (1999)


San tiao ren (Away with Words), cinematographed and directed by Chris Doyle: a universe of psychedelic reality, in images of stunning beauty. It's like the director and his camera got drunk and filmed in trance; or maybe both director and camera were perfectly sober, just witnessing a mad planet and falling in love. Either way, it's pure cinematic poetry.



Asano: a Japanese who became a prisoner of his own memory. A gigantic memory containing words, thousands of words, in impossible associations with objects and smells and colors. Impossible to forget any word: they became his prison. He cannot accomplish anything: there is always a word obsessing him, impeding him to do anything else. One day he embarks on a ship for Hong Kong, hoping to find there solace. Once arrived, he stops at Diva Bar, where the owner is Kevin.



Kevin: an Australian (or maybe a New Zealander, you can never be sure), who keeps drinking good strong beer and cannot remember any word ever, even the address of the bar he owns (which is a gay bar, by the way). He cannot accomplish anything: there is always the lack of the necessary word, impeding him to do anything. Each night ends for him in jail (as the policemen find him drunk, wandering on the streets and incapable of telling them where he lives; and even if he'd know, he's not fluent in Cantonese). Susie comes in the morning to take him from confinement (Susie is the good angel in this absurd freaking world).



Then, what happens when Asano meets Kevin? Anybody can guess by now: you feel liberated by the stress of words, as well as by the stress of lacking the right words at the right time. It means, you can get away with words. Hence the title of this movie.

There is the world of words, and there is the world of objects, and colors, and smells: our reality. Can we consider words as reality? To paraphrase Magritte, can we smoke with the word pipe?

You can enjoy this movie, or you can get revolted to the point to say it sucks. It depends on your mood. I enjoyed it: I like to think that there are not only Euclidean worlds and Aristotelian guys.




The Trailer
(video by kakihara0)

(Wong Kar-Way & Chris Doyle)

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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Chungking Express (1994)

1994: work on Ashes of Time was extremely demanding, kind of never-ending doing and re-doing of scenes, on the verge of breakdown. A two-months hiatus appeared (they had to wait for some new equipment) and Wong Kar-Wai suddenly decided to make quickly a totally different movie, just to follow his instincts (as he would later say in an interview). No screenplay, dialogs and situations were decided each day on the spot. The result was one of the most important movies of our time: Chung Hing Sam Lam (Chungking Express), so innovative in the use of camera and soundtrack that it leaves you speechless. Cinematographer Chris Doyle simply revolutionized here the art of filming. The name of Jean-Luc Godard is always reminded when people talk about Chungking Express; I would say that this movie is as innovative as only Man with a Camera was.

Is it possible for a cop to get in love? Of course it is, and when the cop is young it is even nice. Well, the movie comprises two unrelated stories, with young cops in love. Undercover cop 223 was left by his girlfriend, and he falls for a mysterious woman with a blond wig. It happens that she is a drug smuggler. Does it matter? As for the second half of the film, uniformed cop 633 was left by his girlfriend and now a girl working at Midnight Express falls for him. As I am a nice guy, I wouldn't deconspire more of the plot.

Lan Kwai Fong


The title comes from the name of two places in Hong Kong: Midnight Express is a fast-food in Lan Kwai Fong (kind of Hong Kong version of SoHo); Chungking Mansions (where most of the first half of the movie takes place) is a mall-cum-flophouse, noisy, dingy, down-market place incredibly located right in the midst of Tsim Sha Tsui, a very chic Hong Kong area. I hadn't (yet?) the opportunity to be there. but I was once at Chelsea Market in Manhattan and I thought immediately at the movie of Wong Kar-Wai.

Chungking Mansions


Don't look for a logic in this movie, because any logic would be fake; Wong doesn't try to arrange the moments in some succession, because each moment exists on its own, carries its own truth and doesn't care about the rest. Instead of a synthesis the movie offers non-related glimpses; instead of an ultimate truth it offers contradictory slices of truth. It's not life as we think it should be: it's life as it is.

It's soaked in neon lights. It's fun, it's noisy, it's fast. And, above all, it's filled with incredible, hypnotic poetry.

The right word for this movie would be mesmerizing. Enjoy!







(Wong Kar-Way & Chris Doyle)

(Michael Galasso)

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Saturday, April 17, 2010

Eros (2004)

Eros brings together three very different filmmakers, who are telling us, each in his own way, stories about love/lust/desire/dreams.

The first segment (The Hand) is made by Wong Kar -Wai, with Christopher Doyle as cinematographer. It's a pure gem, gorgeous and intoxicating. Two very good actors: Gong Li and Chen Chang (the bandit from Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon). It's the Weltanschaung of Wong Kar-Wai, where eros is actually a mean to meditate about time: time that heals everything while not solving anything; time that's as illusory as happiness is; time that breaks any hope in the end, while showing you that it doesn't matter.

I found the segment on youTube; unfortunately it has no subtitles, so if you aren't familiar with Chinese you are kind of lost, so I will try to summarize the plot: a tailor sends an apprentice to one of his rich customers, who is a high-class courtesane in her prime; she has the sadistic impulse to humiliate sexually the boy. This creates a strange dependence of unrequited lust, that grows through the years, while the courtesane is gradually loosing her status. The rich patrons leave her, the means to keep her style are vanishing and she eventually becomes a prostitute of the lowest kind. The apprentice remains attached to her down to the end and puts all his erotic desire in creating a dress that substitutes for him the woman.



Eros, The Hand: Part 1/5
(video by taxidermisst)




Eros, The Hand: Part 2/5
(video by taxidermisst)




Eros, The Hand: Part 3/5
(video by taxidermisst)




Eros, The Hand: Part 4/5
(video by taxidermisst)




Eros, The Hand: Part 5/5
(video by taxidermisst)



Let's pass now to the second segment (Equilibrium), created by Steven Soderbergh. It's a different kind of an animal: a voyeuristic puzzle based on circular references. A guy (wonderfully played by Robert Downey Jr.) comes to the shrink to complain about an obsessive recurrence: a splendid woman appears naked in his dreams, bathing and dressing in front of him. The shrink puts the patient on the coach and makes him tell all details, while trying to live the dream by himself ! Eventually the patient falls asleep on the coach and the shrink leaves the room. The patient wakes up in front of the woman of his dreams: she's actually his wife and the dream was the visit to the doctor! Or the other way around :)


Eros, Equilibrium (the segment of Soderbergh)
Introductory Scene
(video by AtticusFinch71)



(scene from Equilibrium)


(scene from Equilibrium)



As for the third segment (Il filo pericoloso delle cose - The Dangerous Thread of Things), made by Michelangelo Antonioni, it was considered by many reviewers as the weakest part of the movie. Actually the segment of Antonioni is exquisite: an erotic fantasy subtly suggesting the sagesse of women in these matters. And you cannot compare the three segments in any way; each one follows a totally different approach.


Eros, The Dangerous Thread of Things (the segment of Antonioni)
Introductory Scene
(video by AtticusFinch71)


(Scene from The Dangerous Thread of Things)


(Wong Kar-Way & Chris Doyle)

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Wednesday, April 14, 2010

In the Mood for Love


Fa yeung nin wa (In the Mood for Love, 2000) represents a moment that separates two distinct periods in the artistic creation of Wong Kar-Wai.

The movies made before In the Mood for Love offer kaleidoscopic images of today's urban life (with a notable exception, Ashes of Time); all of them (Ashes of Time included) are splendid post-modern works.

With In the Mood for Love the focus is passing on a single dimension of life, eros. It's not the mechanic of sex, it's the mechanic of desire and dream: reality and imagination blur their borders, feelings burn everything and move the compass back and forth between what it is and what it should be.

I think In the Mood for Love should be watched together with 2046: they are somehow symmetric. The feelings burn everything up to explosion in 2046, and time is no more, there is not a succession of love stories, because each love story in 2046 exists on its own and doesn't care about the rest. In the Mood for Love offers another outcome: feelings burn everything down to implosion, the whole becomes so dense that it vanishes in a black hole.

And maybe it's not only about eros in these movies. Maybe it's about time as an illusion; or maybe it's more than that, about reality (our reality as we feel it) as an illusion. And, at this level of understanding, the two periods in Wong Kar-Wai creation are only apparently distinct.

And coming back to In the Mood for Love, when does the action take place? In the sixties, or later in the seventies, when the personages remember their past (or just imagine a past that wasn't)? Or is 2046 already present?


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I found some time ago the whole movie on youTube, along with some extras (deleted scenes, alternate ending). Unfortunately those videos are no longer available. I will post here instead two videos:  Yumanji's theme (which is sort of trailer, with music composed by Shigeru Umebayashi), and Angkor Vat finale (with music composed by Michael Galasso)





Fa yeung nin wa (In the Mood for Love): Angkor Wat Finale
(music by Michael Galasso)
(video by semektet)


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Speaking about the finale (Angkor Vat), I meditated on it a lot. At the beginning it seemed without connection with the rest of the movie. Actually, it offers a resolution to a story of love that proved impossible. Only this resolution is on a superior plan. The image of the ancient temples is telling us that our dramas have always happened and will always happen, while not having the importance we think. Life transcends our dramas. The Angkor Vat finale called the movies of Ozu in my mind.


(Wong Kar-Way & Chris Doyle)

(Michael Galasso)

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Wednesday, April 07, 2010

A Tribute to Christopher Doyle

Almost all images are from movies of Wong Kar-Wai. Almost, not all. Chris Doyle worked also with guys like Gus Van Sant. And he made also some movies on his own.



You see the world, you end up in jail three or four times, you accumulate experience. And it gives you something to say. If you don't have anything to say then you shouldn't be making films. It's nothing to do with what lens you're using.

(Wong Kar-Way & Chris Doyle)

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Wong Kar Wai & Chris Doyle


It is impossible to talk about one of them without mentioning the other. Wong Kar Wai created a new cinematic language, or a new way to tell stories. This new language, this new way, have as a fundamental dimension the manner in which Chris Doyle understands the image.



There is also another great contemporary contemporary cinematographer working often with Wong Kar Wai: it is Lee Pin-Bing.

(Hong Kong Cinema)

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