Tuesday, November 03, 2015

Wong Kar-Wai's In The Mood For Love: A Hong Kong Tragedy



Note: This was written for my Contemporary Global Cinema class last spring.
Wong Kar-wai “the Jimi Hendrix of cinema”s most well loved film is 2000’s In The Mood For Love. (Jones 2000) The only film released in this century to be voted into the top 25 of the Sight & Sound critic’s poll of the best movies ever made. (Sight & Sound 2012) This along with the fact that it’s his most well regarded movie is the reason why I chose to analyze this film out of the ten total features he’s credited with directing. The Criterion Collection stamp of approval didn’t hurt either: “This film has been a major stylistic influence on the past decade of cinema, and is a milestone in Wong’s redoubtable career.” (Criterion 2012)
I’m not sure this is a movie you can understand. Analyze endlessly, yes. Understand? No. It’s a movie you feel. This may be because, “for Wong, emotion, and not necessarily story, is the content; style exists to evoke it.” (The Playlist 2013) It will make you question not if you are with the right person, but if you are the right person, and if you’re not, what should you do to ensure you become that person?
     The film is set in 1960s Hong Kong and concerns two next-door neighbors, Mr. Chow and Mrs. Chan, whose spouses begin an affair. After a while our heroes figure out they’re being cheated on, and begin meeting to commiserate together. They develop feelings for each other, but struggle with the choice of whether to act on them or not. They eventually choose not to pursue a relationship, which breaks their hearts, but keeps them morally superior to their unfaithful spouses. However, once their platonic relationship develops into love and becomes an open secret between them, Chow does ask her to leave Hong Kong with him. She doesn’t accept his extra ticket, and Chow moves away to Singapore alone. They never see each other again.
     This is really a film about questions. The original title was Secrets but was changed at the urging of the Cannes Film Festival because it was such a generic title. (Kaufman 2001) The title Secrets brings to my mind the act of interrogation, either of self, or others, which the narrative encourages us to think about, as our protagonists role play Mrs. Chan confronting Mr. Chan about his affair. We wonder if Mr. Chow and Mrs. Chan shared secrets with their respective spouses. Mrs. Chan, for instance, arranges clandestine meetings for her boss, Mr. Ho with his mistress, even on his wife’s birthday! She tells Mrs. Ho that he’s working late at the office. The one exception being on Mr. Ho’s birthday, where Mrs. Chan explains to the mistress that he will be having dinner with his wife. Does Mrs. Chan go home and tell her husband these things? I think not. The great irony is that the same types of lies Mrs. Chan is involved with are what her husband tells her in order to cheat on her.
Some of the questions the film raises include, should we stay faithful to unfaithful people? What constitutes an affair? Why would people cheat? Why not leave first? How much, if any, of the blame do those who are cheated on share? Is getting emotionally attached to someone of the opposite sex being unfaithful? Is getting cheated on a sufficient reason to cheat also?
     The whole film can perhaps be summed up in a line from Mr. Chow. Speaking with Mrs. Chan about his former dream of being a martial arts serial writer (I presume this means Wuxia stories), he says, “I couldn’t get started, so I gave up.” This encapsulates their entire future relationship. The sad part is that even though they never officially began a romantic relation, they did have the foundation in place for a great relationship. That’s why I’m tempted to believe that what they were doing in essence constituted an “affair” as well, even if it never became anything physical.
     Another important line is uttered by Mr. Ho to Mrs. Chan. He tells as he prepares to leave the office to see his mistress that there’s “No need to stay if everything’s done.” We as the audience want Mr. Chow and Mrs. Chan to get together, because we know that their marriages are already over and done with. But they can’t seem to go through with it. As Joshua Kline writes, “The two potential lovers cling near one another like satellites, but they seem to understand that they may never be able to share the same orbit.” (Kline 20013)
But if “everything’s done,” why stay? Divorce was less common in the 60s, surely, but these are very cosmopolitan characters, who it seems aren’t against divorce. Why can’t they be together and stay together? The film leaves it up to us to answer. I want to remake this as a teen romance with the couple’s parents standing in for the cheating spouses to explore these questions.
     Wong Kar-wai is known for his incredible visual aesthetic and he further explores this in In The Mood For Love. According to Tony Rayns, Wong Kar-wai actually acted as his own director of photography on this film, despite what the credits say. This was Wong’s first film where he knew exactly what he wanted and how to get it. This film was actually shot two times over a period of fifteen months because Wong found better location for the many apartment scenes after they had “finished” shooting principal photography the first time, (Rayns 2012) which accounts for why Christopher Doyle and Mark Li Ping-bin are credited as the film’s cinematographers, since they did shoot the movie even if their actual work isn’t on the screen or in the finished product.
This film is rife with beautiful shots ready to be swiped and repurposed for other films. The cinematography tells the story. All these beautiful shots serve a purpose. The lush photography shows us an aesthetically beautiful world even while our heroes’ lives are falling apart around them. We see they’re in this beautiful world, but they can’t seem to escape their misery to enjoy it. This is where the power of photography comes to intertwine with the subject and subtext of the film. The film takes place in a Shanghaiese community that no longer exists; a world vanished. Wong Kar-wai grew up in such a community, and he and his art director, William Chang do their best to recapture it here.
But we all know the past can’t be recaptured, no matter how hard we try. The film seems to tell us through its cinematography that we are already in paradise and what we must do is awake to that fact, and make our lives match the gorgeous worlds we already inhabit. That’s one of the ironies of nostalgia; things once taken for granted are now infused with magic and mystery and yes, even love. To quote the American director Noah Baumbach on the popular music of his youth, “When I was a kid, I would resist Top 40 music, because I was that kind of kid. But now I hear whatever was on the radio when I was a kid and it makes me want to cry, it’s beautiful.” (Arbeiter 2015) And to finally drive the nail in, an intertitle taken from Liu Yi-chang’s short story Intersection that appears towards the end of the film reads, “That era has passed. Nothing that belonged to it exists anymore.”
We see this in every frame of the film. Restaurants, taxis, wallpaper, hairstyles, fashion, they’ve all gone the way of all the earth. This leads us to ask the question, why is nostalgia such a powerful force? What is it we want back? And is there a way to get it back? This is a heavy movie!
I think that what Wong Kar-wai is getting at through showing us these images is that we can’t be sure that we’re not living in a golden age right now---and that even applies to our relationships. Mr. Chow and Mrs. Chan love each other, but they don’t take the next step to establish a relationship. Mr. Chow does make a weak attempt to persuade Mrs. Chan to go with him to Singapore, but she doesn’t leave with him.
Later, there is a scene where Chow can’t find something in his room, and he asks the apartment manager who’s been in his room. The manager denies anyone has been there, but we then see shots of Mrs. Chan in his room looking at his things. She was there, but without him. Later, Mr. Chow goes back to Hong Kong and stops by his old building to visit his landlord, and give him a present. He learns that his landlord moved sometime ago. He leaves the present with the new occupant. He almost knocks on the door next door to say hello to Mrs. Chan’s old landlord, but he hesitates, and then leaves. What he doesn’t know is that Mrs. Chan has since bought her landlord’s apartment and lives there. If he had knocked, he would have seen her again! He barely misses her!
This film is so, so sad. But it speaks a truth about the past and the future and the present that is unmistakably important to everyone who sees it: we can’t let our lives (with their attendant golden ages) pass us by through indecision. Mrs. Chan loves Mr. Chow but won’t leave her husband even though he’s already left her in his heart. This parallels what a clerk at Chow’s wife’s work tells Chow when he comes to pick her up after her shift: “She’s already gone.”
The film’s final scene follows Chow in Cambodia at the Angkor Wat temple complex as he follows the ancient custom of letting go of secrets by whispering them in to a hole and then filling the hole in with mud. He uses grass and dirt, but we get the idea. But does he get rid of the secrets, or just sacralize them?
This emotion of losing time right in front of your eyes is expressed in some of the bizarre shots selected. There are shots when our heroes are in a restaurant talking and suddenly we cut to a shot where the camera starts on an empty booth and quickly dollies screen left to catch Mrs. Chan and Mr. Chow sitting in a booth together. It’s disorienting because it looks almost amateurish. But since we know these aren’t amateurs, we have to consider what they are drawing our attention to, and that is the subject of time itself. As Kent Jones writes, “His films are made up of moments that seem to have been grabbed out of time, as though he's almost always just missed it.” (Jones 2000)
Another technique the filmmakers use is jittery slow motion. It makes us feel like we’re being led inexorably toward something, like the gallows for execution. That’s exactly what happens as the potential relationship of our protagonists is killed by their indecision. We’re repeatedly shown this in the objects the camera lingers on. Clocks, doorways, hotel room numbers, empty hallways, walls that separate characters who want to be together, and ringing telephones all testify to the fact that the characters are halting between two opinions. (1 Kings 18:21)
Mrs. Chan wears a different close-fitting high neck cheongsam dress in each scene. Twenty-one different dresses appear in the final cut of the film. (Foam of Days 2013) Mrs. Chan’s high fashion looks reveal her beauty and seemingly flirty and fun loving ways while cleverly hiding and distracting from her heartbreak. We’d never see her on the street and think that her husband would cheat on her. The change of dress further imprints the passage of time on the audience.
The final intertitle reads “The past was something he could see but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.” Much like a Greek tragedy, Wong Kar-wai’s masterpiece acts as a cathartic experience for the audience. The characters suffer so that we can learn from their mistakes. We’re privileged to witness the sad fate of Mr. Chow and Mrs. Chan so that we don’t become people who hold on to the beautiful past, when we thought our future was brighter and possibilities seemed to abound, but instead make the hard choices that will allow our happiness to bloom in our hearts, just like the flowers on Mrs. Chan’s amazing dresses. In The Mood For Love is a heartbreaking, instructive, tragic masterpiece that deserves every bit of its lofty reputation.

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Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Hey, what's YOUR name?

                              (From Madman Atomic Comics # 17 by Mike and Laura Allred)
                                                                 
IMAGINARY BAND NAMES part II

Novels I Wanna Write
Teleport
The Likes
Jakob Dylan's Dad
Buzz, Your Girlfriend, Woof!
The Exceptions
Lazy Ambassador
Teenagers From The Future
Shaman Ballers
Infinite Crisis
Summerbaby
Obsolete Vernacular
Lovecon Four
The Right Things
Hot Republicans
Accelerationist
Braverman
Loveography
The Complete Unknowns
Checkreign
The Bumper Stickers
The Future
Plus Plus
Colorado Llamas
The Gazebos


Thursday, July 07, 2011

WORST BLOGGER EVER





I've had this blog for four years and seven months. I've posted a total of 30 times, most of which were simply a picture and a caption. I know I am the best worst blogger ever. I've won only shame and disgrace for this. And I want to be better. But how do I make amends? Let me know in the comments.


Love, Wes




Saturday, July 11, 2009

Heart Songs Pt. 1: Are You Listening?



In 1995 I started listening to the radio. The events that preceded this occurrence are slightly obscured in my own mind. Suffice it to say, I did not discover KKDS 1060 Radio AAHS on my own. Radio AAHS was a children's (kids) station on AM (radio). I could now go into what I did while the radio played, the significance of it to my 11 year old life, what the radio looked like, and the time I called the station to answer the daily moral question asked by my favorite daytime DJ (whose name is lost to history), and how my recorded conversation with said woman was broadcast throughout these united states. But the minutia of biography is sometimes overbearing (at least to one's self), so let's skip it. I got an old radio and started listening. All of this is to say my first favorite song was "As I Lay Me Down," by Sophie B. Hawkins. All of my early favorite songs were sung by women. All of my life I have loved women. I know now and can see now the preparation that was occurring in my heart for the future.


This is the first in a series about the songs I love. Not songs that rock, not songs that are good, great, or greatest, but songs I love. Songs that have an emotional connection to my life, whether in time, space, or event.


Songs are music and words together. Lyrics alone can never give the same effect as actually hearing a song, but for your enjoyment: "As I Lay Me Down," Sophie B. Hawkins


It felt like springtime on this February morning
In the courtyard birds were singing your praise
I'm still recalling things you said to make me feel alright
I carried them with me today, Now


(chorus)As I lay me down to sleep
This I pray
That you will hold me dear
Though I'm far away
I'll whisper your name into the sky
And I will wake up happy


I wonder why I feel so high
Though I am not above the sorrow
Heavy hearted
Till you call my name

And it sounds like church bells
Or the whistle of a train
On a summer evening
I'll run to meet you
Barefoot barely breathing


It's not too near for me
Like a flower I need the rain
Though it's not clear to me
Every season has its change
And I will see you
When the sun comes out again


For an incomplete picture of Radio AAHS see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Radio_AAHS

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Practice










I was asleep and you woke me. I was a a stranger and you fed me. I was a boy and you called me beautiful. I was a child and you loved me. I was corn and you shucked me. Now I know what life is.
But that was just practice.
You were hiding in plain sight. Now I see you truly. Now I remember what life is. On and on and on what a song! Let it be in your head! Let it be in your heart!
This isn't just practice
Give me time to catch my breath. I want to mean something. Will you mean something with me? I only want to do what matters. Matter with me! Would you take my hand, and hold on to me, through everything?
Practice makes perfect
Hearts brake and bend, necks and wills bow to Him. Lives and souls sealed to Him. Enduring and Progressing.
We go on.







Tuesday, April 14, 2009

What Is Inside A Name


The best band name ever is Sonic Youth.*

Here are my favorite band names of my own invention.

Pool Honeys
The Economy
Youth Novels
The Shire
Future Hymns
The After Party
Our Young Love *
Mufasa
I Like Lightning
Patronus
The Love Gurus
Transcendental Businessmen
Peradventure
The Constant
Quaid
Our Moms And Teachers
The Lovely Vagrants
Venture Communists
Department Of Aging
Hot Conference
Think Tank


* Irregardless of the music.
* Shout out to Beka Lowe for this one.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Just Do It



Things I Want To Do 2009 Edition (Part One In A Series)

1.) Jump into a pool of jello (preferably green).
2.) See Wilco live.
3.) Steal something (then return it).
4.) Appear in a film directed by Wes Anderson.
5.) Bowl 300.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

I Need An Editor











I have been negligent in my blogging, and I apologize.


What I would like to do is get "assignments" from everyone and blog about them. Examples would include, "How has having a friend obsessed with AFI blessed your life?" to reggae's influence on 70's punk rock bands, or ...


Thanks in advance, kids!




Saturday, October 11, 2008

Truth abides






A GOOD REMINDER FOR ALL OF US:


"Love don't make things nice. It ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people and die." -Ronny Cammareri (Nicolas Cage, in Moonstruck)
(photo by amelia Lyon)

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

You and me are we



I got this idea from Beka Lowe.

To quote and use her example: "So, here's the deal... you answer the following 12 questions about yourself: 1. What is your first name? beka 2. What is your favorite food? pizza 3. What high school did you attend? marcos de niza high school 4. What is your favorite color? green5. Who is your celebrity crush? zach braff 6. Favorite drink? water with lime7. Dream vacation? greece8. Favorite dessert? cupcakes 9. What do you want to be when you grow up? interior designer 10. What do you love most in life? being creative11. One word to describe you? crazy 12. Your Flickr name? iwillsaveyourday Wanna play?: Type your answer to each of the above questions into Flickr's search. Using only the images that appear on the first page, choose your favorite and copy and paste each of the URL’s into the Mosaic Maker (3 columns, 4 rows)... Enjoy!"

The two blank spots symbolize the mystery aspect of personality, the place in the soul that few dare to know, let alone enter. Well, that, or a computer malfunction.

Words you forget to anniversary songs




Five years ago today I left on my mission to Iowa. When I got to the Missionary Training Center in Provo, Utah, I had a startling, pristine understanding jump me about what, exactly, being a minister of Jesus Christ for two years would entail. I never felt it so clear during the rest of my entire mission. As the feeling/understanding came on me, I thought "Do I really want to do this?" The answer was "YES."
(The picture above is Main Street in Osceola, Iowa, my first area.)

Friday, September 12, 2008

All Apologies




Um, so I appreciate every one's positive response to what is, at least for me, an unusual post. But, the thing is, I'm kinda embarrassed. I feel like I just GUSHED all over this thing. I did some pretty intense self editing while I was writing, but not quite enough. I meant to write about two paragraphs to cover the time frame indicated, instead I wrote about a million. My bad. It was good for me to cast my mind back and reflect on this time period, so maybe I take my "My Bad" back? Thinking about stuff that is long past can sometimes impress upon us lessons we didn't learn the first time, when we actually experienced the events themselves. I'm still going to finish my chronicle of the past few years, just a little slower, in order to make sure I can actually draw out the correct lessons from my experiences.

Sunday, August 03, 2008

A YEAR LATE IS THE NEW PRONTO

Last August, my friend Beka Lowe, left a comment asking for an update on my life "pronto!" A year later, and all of us older and wiser too, and here we go: I was scheduled to come home from my mission (Iowa Des Moines) on September 30, 2005. 5 months previous to my planned departure, I was in an interview with my president, Dirk Driscoll, when I broached the subject of extending my mission 6 weeks. I expressed to him some of my feelings about my service so far, and how I felt like I could give and do more. I said, "I know it doesn't work like this, but I want to make up for things." He said, that, actually, it DOES work like that. A very clear and concise teaching of pretty important aspects of The Atonement, I think. President Driscoll asked me to think about it some more, pray about it (which I hadn't done yet), and see what my parents thought. Next transfer, I told him what I wanted to do. He thought it was a good idea, and so I was able to stay in Iowa an extra 6 weeks. They were some of my hardest, and some of the best, not that it was exceptionally different than previous transfers. So, I left Iowa and arrived back in Arizona on November 11, 2005, with no plan for my life at all. My first companion, Elder Sorensen, pretty much thought it was a sin to spend time planing your life at home when you should be doing the Lord's work. He felt that it's your job to kill yourself for the Lord, and he'll pick you up after the fact. Interestingly enough, I knew of quite a few stories to back this idea up. I pretty much picked up his philosophy on the subject. Meaning I didn't plan jack about what I'd do when I got home. By the way, I stupidly interpreted these ideas, there's a good middle ground available here, where you use the Lord's time wisely, and with your own few hours of preparation, lay some plans for the next leg of your life. I got back to AZ and immediately it was like I never left. And I mean that in the worst way possible. I enrolled in community college, just because I was "supposed to." I started attending my stake's singles ward, which was almost sheer torture the first few weeks. I knew a few people, but didn't have any friends in the ward. I have loved going to church for a long time, but I hating going to this ward for probably the first 9 months I went. I felt so uncomfortable and useless. I would see groups of people talking and think I should go and talk to them, and then I would think, why, for what reason? I had no purpose. Purpose is one of the biggest things I learned about on my mission and through studying Preach My Gospel. I did meet some really cool people, don't get me wrong, but it was like I had lost all my friendship making skills. I got a calling after talking to the Elders' Quorum president. It was to put the chairs up after priesthood. I don't believe any calling is b.s. but this one FELT like it was. It felt like appeasement. I was doing pretty good on the dating front, or so I thought. One time I was home teaching and dating came up, my companion said he went on 8 dates a month! Suffice it to say, he beat all 3 other guys in the room with that score. I had a friend-girl that I felt an interest towards, but it didn't go anywhere. When I told her I had a huge thing for her(something I've NEVER done to a girl before we become official), all she said was "I don't know what to say." Which is kinda inexplicable, since at the time she was dating the man she eventually married! It's also hilarious that even though we were friends, I didn't know she was dating anyone! I was pretty perplexed by the whole thing at the time, though not very tore up. Now I think it's one of my funniest stories. Flash forward a few weeks, it's May of '06, and I decide I should CONCENTRATE on dating, and date once a week. For the inaugural of my new campaign, I decided to play it safe. I called an old crush from high school up and asked her out. We went out and had a really good time. I planned to call her again in about two weeks, but the next day she called me to go watch a CES fireside with her. Then, on Thursday, we saw the Joseph Smith movie at the Mesa Temple Visitors Center and got ice cream afterwards. She paid, saying that she owed me for the date. When she dropped me of at my house, she walked me to the door, and gave me a hug! Like we were on a date, or something! I immediately called my friend and said "I think I'm starting to hook up with this girl!" Now a word about this girl. I had an immense thing for her in high school, like big-big-time. And mostly, I wanted to be her friend, not necessarily go out with her at the time. I had pretty mixed feelings about serious dating during high school. I would always ask a friend to call her to come hang out in our little group, so I could spend time with her. One of the worst memories I have of being a teenager is looking to my right and seeing another boy and this girl holding hands while we were at the discount theatre watching Mr. Deeds. I wanted to die/run out of the theatre screaming. For various reasons, we never got to know each other that well, or hang out much one on one. Back to the future: So, for me the fact that we were hanging out a lot and it appeared she was starting to like me, meant a very great deal. TO BE CONTINUED... I'm just tired of typing.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Songs That Belong

UPDATE: As requested, here is the finished song list with accompanying artists. 6/29/08


Here are my favorite songs I HEARD in 2007 (in no particular order)


-7 Stars, The Apples in Stereo
-Simple Man, Graham Nash
-All I Want Is You , Barry Louis Polisar
-My Eyes, Travis
-Boots of Spanish Leather, Nanci Griffeth
-Anyone Else But You, The Moldy Peaches
-Your Ex-lover Is Dead, Stars
-This Time Tomorrow, The Kinks
-Catch The Wind, Donovan
-Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands, Bob Dylan
-I Live In The Mess You Are, Zookeeper
-007 (Shanty Town), Desmond Dekker
-My Hands Are Shaking, Sondre Lerche
-Umbrellas, Sleeping At Last
-1234, Feist
-When I Say Go, The 1900's
-I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You, Black Kids
-The Christmas Song, The Raveonettes
-Falling, Ben Kweller
-Under Control, The Strokes
-You Got Yr. Cherry Bomb, Spoon
-All My Friends, LCD Soundsystem
-Whatever, Oasis
-Everyone's A VIP To Someone, The Go! Team
-The Start Of Something, Voxtrot
-Sin City, Limbeck
-Hanasakajijii (Four: A Great Wind, More Ash), Anathallo
-The Sweet Escape, Gwen Stefani
-Oh, Sister, Bob Dylan
-Goodbye (CWL Remix), The Postmarks
-Lloyd, I'm Ready To Be Heartbroken, Camera Obscura
-Lips Are Unhappy, Lucky Soul
-Make Your Own Kind Of Music, Cass Eliot
-The Rifle, Alela Diane
-Somebody Loved, The Weepies
-Wildflowers, Tom Petty And The Heartbreakers
-Tonight I Have To Leave It, Shout Out Louds
-Two Of Us, Aimee Mann And Michael Penn

Friday, January 04, 2008

this year's favorites




1.) Juno.
It's not only my favorite movie of the year, it's my favorite movie ever. It very simply (almost deceptively) tells a story about real love. And redemption (in the truest sense of the word), and getting over yourself and your precious hang-ups. And I love Ellen Page. I guess Paulie Bleeker sums it up best when he says "Can we make out now?"
2.) I Am Legend
I liked it the first time I saw it, but I fell in love the second. I had to fight not to cry. Light up the darkness.