I gotta admit, I didn't care for it either. Maybe I'm just not classy enough for this type of film, but I found it really slow and tedious. I know it's an arthouse film so I didn't expect any explosions or car chases, but the movie felt as though it thinks it's meaningful and artistic simply because it's slow. That's not what artistic films are about. Fast-paced, exciting films can just be as artful and deep as slow, methodical art films. Having your takes go on for hours and repeating the same scenes over and over again doesn't mean "bold" or "artistic".
Another problem I had with it was the acting. Actually, not so much the acting, as both Tony Leung and Maggie Cheung gave solid performances, but more so the tone. Every character talks in such a slow, quiet, deliberate manner. No one ever raises their voice, laughs, tells a joke, or even swear here and there. Everyone just acted super mopey and depressed the whole time. Again, I know this is an "artistic" film, but this simply isn't engaging. It's boring to see two people talk with no more humanity or emotion than a *beep* Vulcan. Which is why I never once felt anything when Chow left Chan in the end.
I usually hate to describe a film in such a manner but if I were to describe it in one word, I would call this "pretentious". Now I just gotta prepare myself for all the Wong Kar-Wai fanboys going like "You just don't get it! You don't understand arthouse cinema!"
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