'i've never been a natural. all i do is try, try, try.'
classic male director makes a performative feminist film with no female collaborators and only uses his conceptualisation that womanhood is abused and male orientated. the only thing this film does is give the director an opportunity to say he is a feminist whilst giving all the crew jobs to men and excluding woc as a whole.
men stop making films about womens stories and let us tell them ourselves.
let me yearn for an impossible love weeping by a juke box. to take a ride in an ice cream van and to see if my hair turns blonde when i fall in love for the first time.
Wong’s ever romantic moments of the mundane and an innate fascination with humans creates the cinematic beauty of the neon city and the morally questionable people who reside within it.
The persistent obscurity of the cinematography and editing perfectly portrays the obscurity…