Try Apichatpong Weerasethakul next.The other day, I was proud of myself for finally spelling "Gyllenhaal" correctly. Suddenly, it doesn't seem so hard.
Try Apichatpong Weerasethakul next.The other day, I was proud of myself for finally spelling "Gyllenhaal" correctly. Suddenly, it doesn't seem so hard.
The Longest Summer / 去年煙花特別多 (Fruit Chan, 1998)
On the eve of the handover of Hong Kong from Britain to China, Ga Yin (Tony Ho) and his friends are released from the British Army and made unemployed. Bored and un(der)employed, with the help of Ga Yin’s brother Ga Suen (Sam Lee) who works for the Triads, he and his comrades decide to rob a British bank. The second film in Fruit Chan’s Handover Trilogy about the transition of Hong Kong from the UK to China, this one focuses more explicitly on the handover itself with shots of the Handover Ceremony. The Longest Summer is a less juvenile work than Made in Hong Kong and a bit less raw, but I find it suffers from a lot of the same problems as the first film in the trilogy, primarily that it runs too long. The ending of the film just drags on and on and much of it could have been cut, and I must admit I feel like I missed something because I had trouble following the story in the back third of the film. But that may be on me watching it late at night, but I didn’t really care to go back and figure out what I missed.
I find this one to be a mess to be honest. There are a couple of images that screams avant garde, and the plot tries to be mysterious, but it just makes the whole thing incredibly stupid. That said, as a part of a trilogy, it becomes manageable, because at the very least, it deals with the same theme as the other entries. Otherwise, this one can be skipped.
Try Apichatpong Weerasethakul next.
Now you're just showing off. I'll learn to spell it once you learn to pronounce it. Deal?
Yeah very messy. The first half was easy enough to understand but I could not make heads or tails of the second half of the movie and really struggled to follow the plot - good to know that it was just kind of stupid and it wasn't just a problem I had
Apichatpong Weerasethakul's Memoria gets a unique release format:
Tilda Swinton’s ‘Memoria’ Gets Exclusive Theatrical Run – Forever
That could be a tough ticket in Toronto, first time around anyway.
Now you're just showing off. I'll learn to spell it once you learn to pronounce it. Deal?
Honestly, I always just call him that Thai director.
Little Cheung / 細路祥 (Fruit Chan, 1999)
The final film in Fruit Chan’s Handover Trilogy stands out as a bit different from the prior entries in the series. Whereas the first two entries were about disillusioned men adapting to life in the handover of Hong Kong from the UK to China with splashes of shock and genre, Little Cheung is a coming-of-age story of a nine-year-old boy who delivers food for his family restaurant in the Portland Street area. A really charming story with some great comedic moments; kind of a love letter to that part of Hong Kong full of eccentric street characters, gangsters, Filipino nannies, and extended family. While it is by far the most charming and happiest of the films in the series, the film does have a tinge of pathos as it is clear that this state of childhood is temporary – much like Hong Kong in the 90s. Although Made in Hong Kong gets the most attention in the trilogy, I think Little Cheung is the best film in the series.
I am impressed by how much Chan improved in the span of just 3 films. He really tones it down, and he is able to get the pathos just right, as I feel an organic emotional connection with the film.
Both Made in Hong Kong and Little Cheung deal with the uncertainty with the 1997 Handover, both the reality and the perception, but whereas Made in Hong Kong hits the audience over the head with it, Little Cheung is a lot more subtle. Chan never says it outright, but everything he shows on the screen reflects everyday life in Hong Kong, and that allows the audience to form a better connection with the film.
I also really like the title, because the titular character is named after a rather famous Cantonese opera singer who is a cultural icon in Hong Kong, which reflects the sense of nostalgia for the past caused by the uncertainty of the future feel by both the people in the film and the people in real life. It is also the same name of a film released in 1950 that starred an 8 year old Bruce Lee, which is likely no coincidence, as Chan really wants to get that nostalgia aspect across.
The star of the film won a couple of awards for his role, but when people asked if he wanted to continue in the industry, he refused, because Chan was really tough on him.
He did appear in a cameo role in a Chan movie years later, but that is the extend of his movie career.
Excellent commentary on this film. I can recommend two additional documentaries about Aleppo: Last Men in Aleppo and The White Helmets. For Sama is quite the work, though, because of its first person point of view and its abillity to find hope out of desperation and fear. Hadn't seen For Sama before, but I had some time to kill before a baseball game.....so. After watching the film, it felt like an embarrassingly grotesque reason for doing so. For Sama is anything but an excuse to kill time. Might be a good film to watch on Thanksgiving, though.For Sama (Waad Al-Kateab and Edward Watts, 2019)
There’s been a lot of coverage regarding children and the Syrian Civil War. Arguably the two most iconic images of the Syrian Civil War involve children: the photo of toddler Alan Kurdi dead and washed upon the shores of Turkey, and the photo of Omran Daqneesh, a young child who was photographed dusty and bloody in an ambulance after his home was bombed in Aleppo. Using children (and women) is a powerful narrative device to show the civilian impact of warfare – they represent a loss of innocence and a generation lost to war - and that’s what brings power to this documentary, For Sama. For Sama is a video essay from a young mother (Waad Al-Kateab) to her child, Sama, born during the middle of the conflict. Told in the style of a future letter to her daughter, she tries to explain why she (a filmmaker and journalist) and her husband (a doctor who runs one of the remaining hospitals in Aleppo) made the difficult decision to abandon Syria to take refugee in the UK. With a mixture of home video and shots of bombings and hospital emergencies, For Sama shows the personal cost of war and the ultimate decision most people who live in warzones have to make – whether they should try to save the city they love from death and violence or should they try to make a better life for their young children, and is the latter a selfish decision? There are some harrowing images in this documentary, notably a lot a dead young children, - I’m a little desensitised to it because I did my graduate studies on this exact topic, the use of graphic videos by citizen journalists in the Syrian Civil War, but even I found some sections really hard to watch - but there are also moments of release and joy in this war documentary as people try to pursue normal life as much as possible despite the violence. 2019 saw two documentaries out of this conflict which highlighted the civilian impact of war in Syrian hospitals, the other film being The Cave. They’re both excellent films, For Sama is a little bit more editorialized since it is a video essay whereas The Cave is a lot more raw without narration or contextualization; both are also very effective documentaries bearing witness to a brutal conflict.
Excellent commentary on this film. I can recommend two additional documentaries about Aleppo: Last Men in Aleppo and The White Helmets. For Sama is quite the work, though, because of its first person point of view and its abillity to find hope out of desperation and fear. Hadn't seen For Sama before, but I had some time to kill before a baseball game.....so. After watching the film, it felt like an embarrassingly grotesque reason for doing so. For Sama is anything but an excuse to kill time. Might be a good film to watch on Thanksgiving, though.