"Chongqing Forest" to "Fallen Angels"

Kasey 2022-03-23 09:03:16

Rewatch Wong Kar-wai's "Fallen Angels". Still pleasing to the eye. I remember that the common comment at the time was that "Fallen Angels" repeated "Chongqing Forest". I remember a film critic saying that Wong Kar-Wai masturbated in public.

But if watching Wong Kar-wai's films doesn't find the joy in his iconic plot and dialogue, then don't. To me, the part of Fallen Angels that echoes Chungking Express is a fascinating game. Shops, cans, stewardess costumes and Takeshi Kaneshiro, most of these symbols in this film have an existential value precisely for the purpose of "repeating" "Chongqing Forest". Without that, the fun of the movie would be much less. I think because of these "repetitions", "Chongqing Forest" and "Fallen Angels" are interestingly combined into a larger cinematic space. The men, women and emotions of the city were originally a wide puzzle.

Takeshi Kaneshiro from "Fallen Angels" is a variation of Takeshi Kaneshiro from "Chongqing Forest". All the connections with "Chongqing Forest" are actually borrowed from Takeshi Kaneshiro. This is intentional. For example, Takeshi Kaneshiro said that when he was five years old, he ate expired canned food and stopped talking. For example, Takeshi Kaneshiro's confession about passing by. For example, Takeshi Kaneshiro met his old lover dressed as a flight attendant in a shop that looked very much like "Chongqing Forest". I don't think the director re-uses used imagery, scenes or confessions because of the achievements of "Chongqing Forest". Since "Chongqing Forest" and "Fallen Angels" exist in the same space, it is not necessary to provide a connection point, but it has a finishing touch.

However, "Chongqing Forest" and "Fallen Angels" are different in tone. "Chongqing Forest" is basically happy, bright and mischievous. Even in the chaotic city, even if Brigitte Lin always wears a raincoat, even if Takeshi Kaneshiro evaporates tears by running; but many things are still under control, and life is not completely helpless. However, "Fallen Angel" is sad and dark and deep. Things were out of control, and everyone was at a loss. The connection point of Takeshi Kaneshiro is both happy and sad. His mischievousness and optimism in the film are inherited from "Chongqing Forest"; at the same time, behind his mischievousness, there is a deeper lead-like thing extending to "Fallen Angels".

Of course, the connection between people, the atmosphere of loneliness and the emptiness of life in the film are not to be missed. And these, these alone, are enough to touch me. Why do you still care about repeating "Chongqing Forest"?

December 28, 2000

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Extended Reading
  • Amelie 2022-03-29 09:01:08

    Continuing the Chongqing Forest, such films will not expire, and there will be more characters in the story, so Wong Kar-wai and Double Photography have played with various techniques and images too high. Compared with Li's cool and crazy Li's masturbation, Takeshi Kaneshiro is simply too good, and his humorous, tragic and affectionate interpretations are so good that his father Braided Man and Yang's infatuation are amazing. The existence of human beings in the urban space is like a ghostly angel that can't be seen clearly or can be forgotten and disappeared at any time. 2014 Archives Wong Kar Wai Film Festival, 2018 North Film Festival Wukesong.

  • Madyson 2022-03-27 09:01:20

    The more fallen the happier

Fallen Angels quotes

  • He Zhiwu: We rub shoulders with many people everyday. Some may become close friends, or confidants. That's why I'm always optimistic. Sometimes it hurts. Not to worry - I try to stay happy. That night, I saw that woman again. I knew we'd never be friends or confidants. We'd let too many chances pass us by. Nothing happened, there was no chemistry. Maybe it was the weather, but that night I found her very alluring.

  • He Zhiwu: You rub elbows with a lot of people every day. Some strangers might become your friends or even confidants. So I never turn my back on a chance to rub elbows. Sometimes I rub till I bleed. No big deal, as long as I'm happy. That night, I ran into that woman again. I knew very well we'd never be friends or confidants. We'd had too many chances to rub elbows in the past. We had rubbed elbows till our clothes tore, but still no sparks. Maybe it was the weather, but that evening I felt a spark.