Director: Wisit Sasanatieng
Starring: Ananda Everingham
That wasn’t the reason though that the NYAFF was so excited about the film since none of us had seen any of those old films. Our excitement stemmed from the fact that the director put in charge of the project was Wisit Sasanatieng, whose film debut Tears of the Black Tiger in 2000 was simply one of the most marvelously inventive and playful blasts of color and design ever put to canvass. His 2004 follow-up Citizen Dog was also awash in colors and eccentricities and this created a certain cult status around the director in the West. In 2006 his third film, The Unseeable, was released and it disappointed many fans in that he backed away from the eye-popping color palette of his two previous films to deliver an old fashioned atmospheric haunted house tale that was miles away from the current typical blood and entrails Thai horror film. What all three films had in common besides a clear love on Wisit’s part for old Thai films was box office failure. They all bombed. More Westerners have probably seen his films than Thai’s. This recently had Wisit saying that after those three films he had to have a commercial success or no one would invest in his films anymore. He went on to say that he would have loved to have made Red Eagle in the same style as the old series but that would never work for today’s audience. This film needed to make real money and not just be a film festival favorite. This background brings us to and explains to a large degree Red Eagle.
Though Red Eagle has a few splashes of style (with a Bond like opening sequence and credits) and a few drops of humor, it is overall a very standard conventional angst ridden super hero film along the lines of Batman or The Punisher. It is surprisingly violent with decapitated heads and arms flying around like awoken bats in a dark cave. The narrative is simplistic and the characterization is almost non-existent. Red Eagle is out for vengeance in an angry sullen morphine addicted manner, but very little of his past is shown and he never engenders any sympathy or understanding. He is a cipher behind his mask and his muted expressions. The other characters are all from the stock storage room – the young cute cop out to get him, the evil doers behind their masks, the girl who loves him for unknown reasons and a bunch of salacious corrupt politicians who litter the landscape.
What makes the film work though to a large degree is that Wisit fills the running time with one action sequence after another and they are fairly well done. In particular, when you consider that the budget though high for a Thai film is still miniscule compared to an action film made in Hollywood. Wisit had to make a decision I suppose at some point whether to use a high profile leading man or one of Thailand’s many action stars. He went with the former choice in Ananda Everingham, one of Thailand’s best known young actors – but one clearly not up to snuff in martial arts. Therefore the film is very closely and quickly edited and I would have to assume doubled. Even so, the action sequences are theatrical, imaginative, suspenseful and are like waiting for a bus – there is another one coming right around the corner. The standout sequence is when Red Eagle is pitted against a paid assassin, Black Devil, and their combat takes them across the rooftops of the city, crashing into and demolishing a department store and fighting on top of a falling elevator. It is a pretty terrific set piece. But when the action stops, the sludge begins of ill-fated romance, social issues, corrupt politics and silly cops.
What really came as a surprise was the ending – there isn’t one ala Ong Bak 2. Sitting there I was beginning to think that this was going to be a very long movie because there were loads of bad guys still to be killed, when suddenly the film announces that this concludes Part 1. I thought it was an in-joke regarding the serial nature of the old films – but nope it was really the end and the lights were coming on. I don’t know if Part II is already in the can (a quick glimpse of the next film – morbidly Red Eagle is on a ladder trying to board a helicopter – i.e. how Mitr died - was shown) or whether the success of this film will determine whether it is made. But Wisit has already made noises that Red Eagle will be his last film and one senses that he is very burned out. Maybe critical success came too early.
My rating for this film: 7.5
The Trailer: I didn't write much about the plot of the film, but you can get a sense of it from the trailer.
Of little interest to any one else, but I was passing a sidewalk pirated dvd sale the other day and came across a few dvds of interest. First, it is always nice to see Hsu Chi anywhere - was so surprised and delighted when I realized she was in I Love New York a few weeks back - and it was a kick seeing a mention on the Ping Pong box - a fabulous Jpaanese film - of NYAFF!
Saturday, October 09, 2010
Friday, October 08, 2010
So what is going on in Bangkok, you are probably not wondering – well basically rain for over four months now. But on the bright side, the Red Shirts are basically gone though they remind us of their presence from time to time by setting off bombs around the city – they blew up an apartment building the other day. On the other hand, Central World Mall which they partly burnt down in May has amazingly opened its doors to business.
I came across this fun exhibit that is at the Emporium Mall on the top floor – a very cool display of spirits all exhibited in these dark small rooms with creepy music invading your mind.
Someone put together this mural of depictions of Thai ghosts.
A mother with her beautiful baby.
And an image that should be familiar to all Hong Kong movie fans.
I went by Paragon Mall today and came across this long line that literally went out the mall and far down the street. Were people lining up for Red Eagle?
Not quite – but instead the opening of this - which makes me wonder how many years it will take for Thai’s to become as fat as Americans.
I was very excited to discover that Maggie Q is starring in an American TV show called Nikita and with the magic of the Internet I was able to watch the first episode. It should be called Nikita: Just when you thought there would be no more remakes of La Femme Nikita. Nikita is out to bring down the organization that made her a killer. Not great but as long as Maggie Q wears a bikini every episode, I am in.
Oh, that’s right, the movies. I knew there was a reason for this post.
The Legend of the Fist: The Return of Chen Zhen
Director: Andrew Lau
Starring: Donnie Yen, Donnie Yen, Donnie Yen and some other people.
The Legend of the Fist begins with a slick conceit that it is never able to shed in a film that glistens much more than it glowers. The character of Chen Zhen who was portrayed by Bruce Lee in Fist of Fury and Jet Li in Fist of Legend was if you recall killed in both by the Japanese – but this film posits that Chen Zhen did not die but is alive, well and killing Germans in Europe during WWI. Wow. Who would have thought? Chen has joined some other 140,000 Chinese to assist the Allies in the trenches by carrying supplies and the wounded, an historical aspect of the war that is in fact based on reality. In the opening prologue to the film, Chen and his fellow Chinese are pinned down by a nest of machine guns and in easily the best scene of the film Chen parkours himself up buildings and one step ahead of the trailing bullets to wipe the Germans out. This sets you up badly for a much stodgier film to follow.
After the war (and after China has been screwed once more by the West in the Versailles Peace Treaty), Chen returns to Shanghai to find out that the Japanese have infiltrated all aspects of the city and are clearly intent on military conquest. He is part of an underground resistance and as his cover he mysteriously manages to become a partner in a nightclub with Anthony Wong - and a homage is quickly paid to the nightclub’s namesake, Casablanca, in a song salute. No Ingrid Bergman here though – just a slinky chanteuse named Kitty (Hsu Chi) who ingratiates herself with every man who crosses her scent. Soon the Japanese put together a death list of hundreds of Chinese and Chen takes to a masked disguise like a super hero to fight them. Not all that successfully as history bares witness to.
The production values of the film are top notch as tends to be Lau’s trademark - though for the most part Shanghai is kept to a street outside the nightclub – and the film’s narrative covers a painful and interesting aspect of history – even if greatly fabricated here. One senses that Lau wanted to tell a bigger story – one that encompassed more of the resistance to China but a narrative thread that concerned rival Chinese armies in the north is quickly aborted (and poor Shawn Yue given short shrift) in order it seems to make it an all Donnie show.
Where the film falters most lies basically in the performance of Donnie Yen who plays Chen like a mixture of the ghost of Bruce Lee, a 1930’s smiling matinee idol and a heroic Batman looking down on Gotham. It is a 90 minute exercise in preening. This of course isn’t unusual in Donnie Yen films but one might expect a director as heavy hitting as Andrew Lau to be able to reign him in a bit. Where Lau may have exercised his control unfortunately is in the action – which after the first sequence is generally nothing to shake in your pants about. There are a number of short quick jolts in which Chen demolishes his opponents but it isn’t until the final confrontation – that again goes back to the dojo thus mimicking the two previous films - that the audience gets a lengthy brawl. But one somehow lacking in tension or the wow factor.
But the major gripe aimed at this film by critics and fans is the negative depiction of the Japanese and the Westerners. And there can not be any doubt that the Japanese are all portrayed as nasty monsters and the British as racist idiots. In truth, this on its own terms didn’t really bother me all that much. I mean my guess is that most British officials in Shanghai at this time were racist and treated the Chinese quite badly – and the Japanese may not have all been evil but they were well on their way to murdering over ten million Chinese, 300,000 in Nanking alone. So no crocodile tears from me for the way these characters were portrayed in the film. What is a little more nefarious and worrisome though is the nationalistic anger at foreigners that seeps through the film at the present time when China is on the rise and pushing its weight around the globe – with Japan being a recent victim of their threats. Whether this is a co-incidence or another example of Hong Kong filmmakers placating and playing up to the Mainland is hard to say – but if so, one can begin to say goodbye to the independence of filmmaking in Hong Kong.
My rating for this film: 5.5
Detective Dee and the Mystery of the Phantom Flame
Director: Tsui Hark
Starring: Andy Lau, Tony Leung Ka-fai, Carina Lau, Li Bing Bing
Still his films were the reason that so many of us initially found our way into Hong Kong films and so we hoped. What made his films so wonderful is hard to pinpoint because they were all so different in most ways, but the one element that underlie all his classics was a heartfelt sentimentality that never felt cynical – whether it was the friendship of three women fighting for Chinese freedom or two strangers pining for one another over the years or a bookish scholar who finds the courage to follow his love straight into the bowels of hell to save her. It was this untarnished sentimentality that seemed to disappear from his films – whether it was a reflection of the hardening of this world or perhaps a hardening within himself, who can say – but without it his films seemed cold and distant - clinical exercises in filmmaking but without the passion.
I can’t say that Detective Dee entirely reclaims that sentimentality – I don’t even know if it would work for today’s audiences – but one does sense that Tsui has reclaimed his passion for filmmaking. This film is a craftsman at work creating a tense, fast moving narrative that never flags for a moment and constantly surprises with inventive scenes and characters. It is a fun wild ride like his films used to be. Perhaps darker, perhaps more serious but a carnival ride nevertheless. Tsui immediately throws his audience into the spectacle of the Tang Dynasty in 690 right after Empress Wu (Carina Lau) has deposed yet another son and claimed the throne for herself. A woman taking the throne doesn’t sit well with many in the palace as well as in the military and it seems only a matter of time before they strike at her. A giant Buddha is being built (with Tony Leung Ka-fai being the main architect) right outside the palace and when two of the planners apparently catch fire from their insides, the Empress calls for the return of Detective Dee (Andy Lau), who she had imprisoned years ago for being a traitor, to solve the mystery.
Don’t think of Detective Dee (a.k.a. Judge Dee) as he is generally presented in films or history (he really did live during this period) or even in the mystery novels of Robert Van Gulik as a scholar who works his way cerebrally though investigations. Tsui makes him an action hero as well – much perhaps not coincidentally in the same vein as Sherlock Holmes was portrayed by Robert Downey. This is a good thing as assassins are constantly trying to kill him and his agility saves him on numerous occasions. He is given two assistants to work with – The Empress’s able right hand woman (Li Bing Bing) and a cruel albino who seemingly takes pleasure in taking lives – but are they really trying to help or hinder Dee’s investigation. Who can be trusted? No one, is the answer.
Full of a myriad of slick action scenes, the standout is a lengthy set piece that occurs in claustrophobic caverns beneath the earth with killers popping out of everything and everywhere. It is exhilarating and fluid – like the old Tsui Hark could do with his hands tied behind his back. The performances are all topnotch – Andy Lau showing a vulnerability behind his nobility, Carina displays just a pinch of humanity within her cruel iron hand, Li Bing Bing is graceful, beautiful and ultimately touching, Tony bounces beautifully between humility and anger and it was just nice seeing small parts for two actors from back in the 1980’s – Teddy Robin Kwan and Richard Ng. Great sets, costumes, pacing and characters - it is almost like being back in the 1980's.
What seemed an unnecessary add-on though, was a last minute political message that echoes the one in Hero and caused so much controversy then – one that is imparted by Detective Dee to the Empress – yes you are cruel, yes you have killed many people who opposed you – but you are a strong ruler and keeping the country together is what counts - so keep on ruling. It felt like a commercial for the Communist government in China and seemed so out of place – so did Tsui have to throw it in there one might wonder to appease the Mainland?
My rating for this film: 8.0
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