Movie: In the mood for love


When I first watched Wong Kar-Wai’s In the Mood for Love, on a VHS tape borrowed from the English library in Heidelberg, I was unable, for several hours, to let go of the dream-like state induced by the movie.  Haunting music, colours and shadows of Hong Kong, muted emotions of characters – all combined to create a grip every director aims for but few manage to sustain.

The second viewing, a few years later, didn’t make it any less intense. The unfinished story  – the unconsummated love – left an ache, a burning desire to follow the character’s lives further.  The story apparently continues in 2046, but I’m not sure I want to watch the sequel: it may take away the precious feeling of longing I attach to the movie.

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