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2046

29 Thursday Mar 2012

Posted by Angie in 1960's, Future

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Christopher Doyle, Faye Wong, Gong Li, Pung-Leung Kwan, Tony Leung Chiu-Wai, William Chang, Won Kar Wai, Ziyi Zhang

It’s the late 60’s and the streets of Hong Kong are full of social upheaval.  Won Kar Wai’s third film ties “Days of Being Wild,” “In the Mood for Love,” and “2046,” in a loose, frenetic, film bouquet.  Christopher Doyle, Pung-Leung Kwan, DPs, William Chang Costume and Set Design.

We follow Tony Leung’s Mr. Chow after he returns from Singapore and continues to write his sci-fi serials, and chase women.  Maggie Cheung’s, Mrs. Chan is gone, but Maggie Cheung pops up in the imagined future of his serial where everyone is trying to get to a place called 2046, to recapture lost memories because there, nothing changes.

2046 is the apartment number Mr. Chow had many fond memories in with Mrs. Chan (Maggie Leung, from “In the Mood for Love”) and he happens to end up at another apartment 2046, this time with a woman named Lulu.  Lulu’s character was first seen in Won Kar Wai’s “Days of Being Wild.” He leaves her in 2046, passed out and drunk, and comes the next day to return her room key.  He wants to rent 2046, but unknown to him, Lulu’s jealous lover stabbed her there the night before.  He ends up taking 2047 and watches his neighbors in 2046 through a grate at the top of the wall.

Faye Wong, Jing-Wen, with a bouffant. She is his heartsick neighbor and daughter of the hotel owner.

She pines away for her forbidden love, a Japanese man.

A gorgeous shot of her in a red dress with her love.

Here's closer look at her neckline, love the tiny cap sleeves.

"Mad Men" started up again, so Mr. Chow is back with his mid-century Hong Kong ties.

Android Jing from the scenes of Mr. Chow's serial. Androids can smoke because they don't get cancer.

Another shot from the serial.

And another. Lots of reds used for the futuristic stuff. Maybe to contrast all the green they use for the present.

Mr. Chow is lost and floats from woman to woman, cigarette to cigarette, casino to casino.  His hardened heart bleeds for no one.  Ziyi Zhang’s character, Bai Ling, a neighbor in 2046, is a party girl who falls for Mr. Chow.

I just like the shot of Bai's feet.

Bejeweled cheongsam.

They flirt. Check out the elbow length gloves.

I love her red cheetah print with black flower.

Hanging out by this sign, on the roof of the hotel seems to be a refuge of sorts for everyone.

This is something most of us couldn't get away with now. Let's just throw this fur on to grab a drink.

They party together a lot. I love her cheongsam with the sequins on the front.

The back is plain.

She is hardly shy, why is she pushing him away?

Maybe she senses something more serious on her end.

I don't know if it's deliberate, but this has a "Breakfast at Tiffany's" feel. The pearls, hair, dress, and she's a party girl too, only this is the anti-Tiffany's, and the girl and boy don't end up together.

He treats her like a prostitute, paying for their trysts.  She jokes and gives him a discounted rate since he insists on paying.  She wants him exclusively but he refuses.  She leaves him but not without throwing money at him on her way out.  He has boiled down his most intimate human interactions to transactions.

Mr. Chow continues to bed women like this one waiting to join him. Bai eventually moves out, tortured by his games. I like this shot because androids are used in the futuristic scenes as replacements for women, and with her reflection, it subtly says this woman might as well be a clone or robot sent to pleasure Mr. Chow. He won't give a second thought about her once she's gone. He'll just get another one just like her.

Mr. Chow bonds with the apartment owner’s daughter Jing-Wen, Faye Wong.  She is heartsick over her Japanese lover whom her father forbade her to see.  They work on martial arts books together.  Platonic relationships with women is where Mr. Chow finally shows some humanity.

He offers his address so her Japanese lover can send her letters. This is a tough look to pull off, brown suit with orangey/rust tie. But he looks fab.

She devours each letter.

He feels good by helping her. It gets him in touch with his humanity, and I think he gets a vicarious thrill helping true love blossom.

Despite numerous women, Mr. Chow, alone again.

In his futuristic serial, 2046, Mr. Chow’s protagonist, a Japanese man, leaves 2046.  He is the first to do so, and finds an android (Faye Wong) who looks just like his lost love to fill the void.

Android Jing.

Don't you love these light up soles?

It’s as if all the women Mr. Chow has been with since Mrs. Chan (Maggie Cheung) have been androids, filling the void of his unrequited love for her.

I love how this conversation is shot. Mr. Chow convinces Jing to call her lover. When the camera pans, the reflections overlap and the effect is powerful. Mr. Chow is an author. He writes his character's destinies. Here he is "writing" Jing's destiny, and his role in fantasy and reality are morphing into one another.

He watches Jing talk to her lover on a long distance call. The green and red lights in the background are Christmas lights, but they're also the main color story in the film.

Bringing her happiness brings him joy.  Maybe the act of bringing lovers together mends his wounded heart, or lets him feel a purity he lacks in his encounters.  He has acted as a sort of author to their story, being the catalyst to their impending marriage.

Mr. Chow meets Su Li-zhen, Gong Li, a professional gambler, in Singapore.  She coincidentally has the same name as Maggie Cheung’s, Mrs. Chan, the reason he left for Singapore.  Ms. Su helps him win back his money to return to Hong Kong.

The Singapore scenes are drab. No color. Mr. Chow has hit his low.

I love the simple black blazer with the shortened sleeves, over her black lace dress.

2046 is really just a state of mind.  Your mind can trap you into staying in the past because you long for the way it was, or because you were so traumatized by it, you cannot move forward.  Either way, the past is not real, and we should not try to live there.  In his serial his protagonist leaves 2046, whereas Mr. Chow is woefully stuck there.  Aren’t we all just authors of our own stories?  Will yours have a happy or sad ending?

I don’t think this was received well, but I didn’t mind it’s meandering, multiple storylines, and threadbare narrative.  Like a mink coat, I loved the look and feel of it, even it’s not popular to say so.

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Mel Gibson

28 Saturday Jan 2012

Posted by Angie in 1910's, 1960's, Future, Men

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Gallipoli, George Miller, Mel Gibson, Norma Moriceau, Peter Weir, Road Warrior, Terry Ryan, The Year of Living Dangerously

Before he went off the rails, Mel was the too-pretty-to-be-ruggedly handsome Aussie import.  He’s now gray, and the years of smoking and drinking have caught up with him, not to mention the immediacy of a shitstorm when your ex uploads you losing it on tape.

He looks sheepish and apologetic now, but in his youth no one was more entrancing.  He was tall, dark, tan with deep emerald eyes that always seemed to be searching.

Random?  Yes, he’s not known as a trendsetter, but he’s been doing some speaking engagements around town, and I’ve been watching “Downton Abbey,” and they’re in WWI right now, and it made me think of “Gallipoli” which made me think of Mel and what a stunner he was.

“Gallipoli,” directed by Peter Weir, 1981, is the heart-wrenching story of two young Australian men who join the WWI effort in Turkey.  The Australians battle the German allied Turks in the battle at Gallipoli, later known for the immense number of casualties suffered by Britain and its allies.  The loss was a sobering, bloody, reality of the price of war to the ANZAC (Australia New Zealand Army Corps) and the people of those young nations.

Curiously, there is no Costume Designer credited.  They did a bang up job.  Watching it again, there is lots of great styling details for you to use.

The credits from IMDB:

Phil Eagles …. stand-by wardrobe
Graham Purcell …. assistant wardrobe coordinator
Terry Ryan …. wardrobe coordinator
Abdel Sameeh …. wardrobe assistant: Egypt

The first half is in dusty western Australia. Lots of great woven shirt inspiration.

I love the two stripes on this one. Layers and braces (suspenders, the ones you button, not clip.)

Lots of great dusty, pastel, striped wovens. Archie, the sprinter, at right.

Bandanas and vests.

There's Mel.

I love the bright, patterned bandana, against his dark coat. Archie's uncle, a world-class sprinter in his own day. He also represents the nation, and Archie the unlimited potential of its youth.

He always looks like he's up to somethin'. The cap tipped just so, the cigarette.

I can see why Mark Lee was cast. Very fresh-faced and representative of innocence.

Gosh, they're cute. Even dirty and confused-looking.

Nice and cleaned up.

Love the patterned bandana.

More caps and vests.

In the trenches.

War games are over. They hear the sounds of real battle. I'm sure Weir chose sundown to signify that lives are about to end.

Weir uses a lot of mirroring in this film.  Archie trains on a field as a young man, dies on a battlefield a man.  Track uniform, to military uniform.  The men train for battle in the shadow of the Sphinx in Egypt.  They die at Gallipoli in the shadow of a rock formation called the Sphinx.  Archie’s cattle rancher hat, to Archie’s Light Brigade hat. Racing for sport, to racing for your life and the lives of others, Archie’s chest out crossing-the-finish-line pose, to Archie chest-out-dying pose.

Leading up to this shot, Weir tracks Archie sprinting, echoing his training at the beginning with his uncle. Right before he charges, he gives himself a pep talk. The same one his uncle gives him at the beginning. It serves to both give Archie the adrenaline boost, and to also remind him and us of his home. He should be home training to be an Olympic athlete, not about to charge into a wall of machine gun fire without a snowball's chance in hell of surviving. Weir shoots Archie from the side, running for the "finish" line. He is gunned down, arms go up. From the front it could easily look like a Christ pose, but Weir is too tasteful for that. Archie is not a martyr for a religious cause. He is a casualty of the insanity of war. Weir ends the film on this freeze frame. This says it all. Your country's best and brightest young men, sent to die, for what?

The irony is that the military only takes healthy men.  WWI devastated all participating nations.  No country was left untouched from heavy loss of life.  Where would this world be today if these courageous men didn’t die?  What inventions and innovations never came to pass?

Weir is a master of economy and impact.  The least amount of words, no scene too long, for maximum impact.  I am a puddle.  I cannot bear the ending.

“The Road Warrior,” 1981, came on the heels of the underground success of “Mad Max.”  Both take place in the dusty post-apocalyptic, leather daddy future.  George Miller’s argument for weaning ourselves off oil dependence?

Leathered up.

Hmmm...

I think this movie is in the closet.

Norma Moriceau’s bondage-y costumes were eye-opening and unique to say the least, for the hyper-macho, violence buffet that’s served here.

“The Year of Living Dangerously,” 1982, Peter Weir’s tropical drama puts an ever-glistening Mel in the midst of political turmoil and a romantic triangle.  Costume Design by Terry Ryan.

Mid 60's suit will have to go.

Those aviators can stay.

Ah, that's better.

Love the pleat with vent in the back.

Man, he was handsome.

Even the poster is stylish and sexy. A throwback to vintage suspense thrillers.

Peter Weir is great at slow, taut, tension.  And Linda Hunt earned every ounce of Academy gold for her portrayal of Billy Kwan, a half-Chinese man.  She was a woman playing a man.  Maybe this sets a precedent of sorts for Glenn Close who plays a woman pretending to be a man in “Albert Nobbs” for this year’s Oscar race.

Dang, he was busy in the early 80’s!  I think he looked the best in these.  I hope he gets the help he needs and gets back to making great films.

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