Running on Karma

All the world will be your enemy, Prince With a Thousand Enemies – Watership Down Though Dai zek lo (Running on Karma, Johnnie To, 2003) follows Big (Andy Lau), a former monk who demonstrates martial prowes...

Holy Motors

“Who were we, when we were who we were back then? Who would we have become if we’d done differently…?” – Kylie Minogue in Holy Motors Nothing ever feels quite real in Holy Motors (Leos Carax, 2012), even wh...

Exits

“A conservative government survives essentially by dampening expectations and subduing hopes. Conservatism is basically pessimistic, reformism is basically optimistic.” Gough Whitlam, 1985 Rather than being co...

Gate of Flesh

It's not that I've let my heart turn to stone, but I no longer have any tears to shed. Who was it that turned me into this kind of woman… When the war ended, Tokyo became a city of savages. It was kill or be ki...

Carmen

Love is a bohemian child, It has never, never known the law, If you don't love me, I love you; If I love you, watch out!  – Translated from George Bizet’s Carmen, “Habanera” No silent film was ever truly...

Irezumi

"Will you walk into my parlour?" said a spider to a fly; " 'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy…" "Oh no, no!" said the little fly, "to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stai...

Two-Legged Horse

In the first moment we had never a thought That they were creatures to be owned and used. Among them were some half a dozen colts Dropped in some wilderness of the broken world, Yet new as if they had come ...

The Secret

It’s strange to witness a film so visually bewitching and yet so narratively disorganised. Fūng gip (The Secret, Ann Hui, 1979) is such a film: completely beautiful, dark, and unsettling, yet at times incoheren...

Caesar Must Die

“His life was gentle, and the elements So mixed in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, “This was a man.”” -   Anthony, in William Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar. For Vittorio and Paolo T...

Heave Ho!

The rhythmic cogs of the machinery click and shuffle, a steady beat emerges with each press of the tin, each bubble of the milk. A behemoth of industrial power, the milk-cannery seems to twitch and stir as thou...