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The Butterfly
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"Love is a matter of time. It's no good meeting the right person too soon or too late"
2046 returned to the world Wong Kar Wai built in his 2000 film, In the Mood for Love. Tony Leung Chiu Wah reprised his role of Chow Mo Wan, this time as a broken man who numbed himself with casual sex and used the lives of the beautiful women in the hotel room next door, room 2046, as inspiration for his story of the same name.
Chow, now alone after the events in the last film, earns his meager living writing racy stories. He had moved to Singapore and has little money for airfare home. The Black Spider (Gong Li) comes to his rescue and after spending time together he asks her to go to Hong Kong with him which she refuses. Back in Hong Kong he helps a very drunk woman home one night. In a moment of narrative synchronicity, he finds a room available next door, room 2047. He would have preferred 2046 but the woman he helped home was later stabbed by a jealous lover in that room and there was some redecorating to do. For those who didn't see In the Mood for Love, 2046 was the number of the room in another hotel where Chow and Su Lizhen (Maggie Cheung) worked on a martial arts story.
Aside from the revolving door to his bedroom, the lonely writer becomes involved with various women at different times and different ways in the hotel. The landlord's daughter, Jingwen (Faye Wong), is in love with a Japanese man, something her father cannot tolerate and will not approve of. Bai Ling (Zhang Zi Yi) moves in and she and Chow "borrow" each other to occupy their nights. Both have their share of paramours but become intimately if not romantically involved. Though she would like more, he keeps his emotional distance. As he writes his dystopian story of a train to 2046 where people search for their lost memories, the women's lives offer fodder for his creativity.
For me, this film would have been more difficult to understand if I hadn't watched In the Mood for Love prior to it. Understand might not be the right word, sympathize would work better. Chow didn't come across in a very favorable light as he slept his way through Hong Kong. Knowing what happened between him and Su Lizhen aided in feeling sympathy for his case of terminal heartache as guilt and grief guided his self-inflicted pain.
There were also many call backs to ITMFL. The green noodle thermos made an appearance several times. Many of the sets and lighting were similar, even more so when the rain set in. A taxi ride where he at least subliminally tried to recreate a moment with Lizhen with another woman gave a glimpse into his mind. And every Christmas he visited the diner as Nat King Cole's Christmas Song played in the background.
With three of the women, he found that he was using them as a substitutes, something that did not bring him comfort for very long. He was told the ending to the story he had written was too sad. How does one write a happy ending when your heart is hollowed out and beyond repair? When loss and longing are your constant companions? At best the women in his bed gave him a brief sense of warmth but he found himself lonely even in someone else's arms. Passion could not replace what he was searching for. His heart was waiting on the only one who could break his solitude and give him a happy ending and he had let her slip away.
This film was visually stunning. The color palette leaned heavily on green, yellow, and red in lighting, sets, costumes, and props. The costumer set the bar too high with Maggie Cheung's cheongsams in the previous film but there were some gorgeous dresses, particularly on Zhang Zi Yi. I was pleased that the soundtrack was more diversified for this film, fitting the despondent mood perfectly. Tony Leung, Zhang Zi Yi and the rest of the cast gave superb performances. The neon train moved beyond metaphor to personal therapy as Chow worked through his feelings writing about others. In style, this film succeeded brilliantly.
Where the film let me down were the characters. Though attractive and complicated the characters were challenging to care about. Remote and difficult to read, most of them kept their feelings to themselves. And those that did reach out were often reprimanded.
2046 was a deeply melancholic look at love and regret, bordering on cynicism. By the end of the film all of the color had been drained out of the spectrum, leaving only the cold, dark mood of despair. For Chow, love was pain and "all memories were traces of tears." This film could be just like Chow-beautiful to look at but also mystifying and emotionally detached and completely irresistible to walk away from.
5/3/23
Chow, now alone after the events in the last film, earns his meager living writing racy stories. He had moved to Singapore and has little money for airfare home. The Black Spider (Gong Li) comes to his rescue and after spending time together he asks her to go to Hong Kong with him which she refuses. Back in Hong Kong he helps a very drunk woman home one night. In a moment of narrative synchronicity, he finds a room available next door, room 2047. He would have preferred 2046 but the woman he helped home was later stabbed by a jealous lover in that room and there was some redecorating to do. For those who didn't see In the Mood for Love, 2046 was the number of the room in another hotel where Chow and Su Lizhen (Maggie Cheung) worked on a martial arts story.
Aside from the revolving door to his bedroom, the lonely writer becomes involved with various women at different times and different ways in the hotel. The landlord's daughter, Jingwen (Faye Wong), is in love with a Japanese man, something her father cannot tolerate and will not approve of. Bai Ling (Zhang Zi Yi) moves in and she and Chow "borrow" each other to occupy their nights. Both have their share of paramours but become intimately if not romantically involved. Though she would like more, he keeps his emotional distance. As he writes his dystopian story of a train to 2046 where people search for their lost memories, the women's lives offer fodder for his creativity.
For me, this film would have been more difficult to understand if I hadn't watched In the Mood for Love prior to it. Understand might not be the right word, sympathize would work better. Chow didn't come across in a very favorable light as he slept his way through Hong Kong. Knowing what happened between him and Su Lizhen aided in feeling sympathy for his case of terminal heartache as guilt and grief guided his self-inflicted pain.
There were also many call backs to ITMFL. The green noodle thermos made an appearance several times. Many of the sets and lighting were similar, even more so when the rain set in. A taxi ride where he at least subliminally tried to recreate a moment with Lizhen with another woman gave a glimpse into his mind. And every Christmas he visited the diner as Nat King Cole's Christmas Song played in the background.
With three of the women, he found that he was using them as a substitutes, something that did not bring him comfort for very long. He was told the ending to the story he had written was too sad. How does one write a happy ending when your heart is hollowed out and beyond repair? When loss and longing are your constant companions? At best the women in his bed gave him a brief sense of warmth but he found himself lonely even in someone else's arms. Passion could not replace what he was searching for. His heart was waiting on the only one who could break his solitude and give him a happy ending and he had let her slip away.
This film was visually stunning. The color palette leaned heavily on green, yellow, and red in lighting, sets, costumes, and props. The costumer set the bar too high with Maggie Cheung's cheongsams in the previous film but there were some gorgeous dresses, particularly on Zhang Zi Yi. I was pleased that the soundtrack was more diversified for this film, fitting the despondent mood perfectly. Tony Leung, Zhang Zi Yi and the rest of the cast gave superb performances. The neon train moved beyond metaphor to personal therapy as Chow worked through his feelings writing about others. In style, this film succeeded brilliantly.
Where the film let me down were the characters. Though attractive and complicated the characters were challenging to care about. Remote and difficult to read, most of them kept their feelings to themselves. And those that did reach out were often reprimanded.
2046 was a deeply melancholic look at love and regret, bordering on cynicism. By the end of the film all of the color had been drained out of the spectrum, leaving only the cold, dark mood of despair. For Chow, love was pain and "all memories were traces of tears." This film could be just like Chow-beautiful to look at but also mystifying and emotionally detached and completely irresistible to walk away from.
5/3/23
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