Source: http://www.jamesweggreview.org/Articles.aspx?ID=1527
Simon Chung’s latest offering demonstrates a maturity for delving
into issues and extraordinary sense of matching pace with events that
will reward all who see it. Boy-boy-girl love triangles are nothing new
whether gay or straight (e.g.,
The Dreamers); opening a film
with a completely naked lost soul who will need considerable healing is
also not a new narrative device (e.g.,
Saved by the Belles) and revenge more heinous than the crime has stimulated filmmakers’ imaginations since the dawn of cinema (unforgettably in
Confessions).
Here, Chung has successfully combined all of those elements into a
marvellous concoction of just what can happen when “There is nothing
covered that will not be revealed” rears its deadly head.
Found without a stitch and clearly traumatized into wordless
silence, French foreigner Luke (Pierre-Matthieu Vital) is kept out of
the insane asylum by Jiang (Gao Qilun), an instantly smitten nursing
assistant whose brand of TLC may well be headed for very personal
international relations as the ever-attentive Chinese rescuer ferries
his unexpected companion back to his past.
Lan (Si Tu Yu Ting) Jiang’s date—one of the local police who helped
fish Luke out of the river—is none too amused when it appears the
exotic, mute stranger has captured her prospective partner’s attention.
(The screen positively radiates on several occasions when Gao’s smile
says more about the feelings between the two men than any line of
dialogue could.)
Filling out the principal characters are a pair of Luke’s university
chums who are both headed for careers in biology. Ning (Yu Yung Yung)
seems to have spurned the amorous advances of the exchange student but
can’t abide losing him to her current beau, Han (Jiang Jian). The
nervous young man—like so many others of any race or nationality—wants
to know just how his “gayness” was so readily sensed by his sudden
Caucasian lover. No reply is given or needed as Chung silently answers
another of his theme’s questions.
The drama is lovingly unfolded, employing many deliberately stagnant
shots (beautifully rendered by Chan Chi Lap) that let the characters
and audience reflect each step of the way, truly savouring or slinking
away from those moments of truth. Completely at one with that
thoughtful atmosphere is Sebastien Seidel’s original score where
percussionist Karina Yau is note perfect—particularly her marimba
artistry for the “road” sequences.
As the miserable climax takes shape, Chung’s ability to have his
images speak louder than words fires on all cylinders. Ning exacts her
pound of steamy flesh during a Christian church service where she is
the steadfast, stoic accompanist even as the object of her scorn sings
innocently in the choir. The shattering effect on all lives in the
house of forgiveness, tolerance and love of all creatures is a
cinematic knockout punch for the ages.
Hopefully, those on the cusp of understanding their own sexuality or
that of their partners, will see this film before the all too common
consequences ruin lives forever.