No words, just feelings
Woah, what did I just watch? From the opening frame that completely falls out of its window, Zheng Lu Xinyuan’s debut is enigmatically allusive, sometimes frustrating, and often mesmerizing. I’ve seen these themes displayed on film before, but here it feels fresh, if not a bit rough (similar to how I felt about Kaili Blues).
Zheng Lu really throws so much at the wall here playing with varying narrative forms and stylistic/aesthetic choices with a fractional and almost floating rhythm…
Ryûsuke Hamaguchi’s mystical and modern love story is one of the most frustrating, yet authentically beautiful movies I've ever seen.
This is what being young feels like. This is what falling in love feels like. This is what messing up feels like. It lingers to the point you feel more emotionally sore than heartbroken.