In the Mood for Love

In the Mood for Love ★★★★½

"L.D. put the shaving bag under his arm and picked up the suitcase.

He said, 'I just want to say one more thing.'

But then he could not think what it could possibly be."

-Raymond Carver

These words echoed through my head as I watched In the Mood for Love, though I can't say exactly why. Something about the passage of time as conceptual and emotive rather than tangible, and the unspoken phrases that fill the canyons when we don't speak, led to this impossible conclusion: that sometimes words can't speak when action and emotion suffice. I'm amazed how incredibly well Wong Kar-wai has managed to infuse every frame of this film with that emotion, that lingering, brush-her-shoulder-and-get-goosebumps kind of platonic love that could never be called such. Cigarette smoke dances around vibrant backgrounds, crafting a world of seedy beauty, forbidden love supplied by irrational arguments. Makes a great companion piece with Brokeback Mountain, not only because of the obvious forbidden love comparison, but, more importantly, because both employ the song "Quizás, Quizás, Quizás" to great effect.