| Three (San geng) is advertised as three different takes on death and spirituality (in the sense of the spirit world) from three different countries: Korea, Hong Kong and Thailand. Each short film deals with traditions or legends in the country in which it takes place. Although the films originate from the landmass called "Asia," the films are widely divergent in terms of setting and visuals, making the point that even within a relatively small geographical region, there's rarely such a thing as "homogenized."
"Memories"
Directed by Kim Ji-Woon (The Foul King)
A banner hangs over the entrance to a sparsely populated Korean city under construction: "Welcome to New Town - Where dreams come true." Which sounds nice--as long as you have nice dreams.
"Husband" (Jeong Bo-Seok) is having dreams. Bad dreams. And he's seeing things. (Aside from the death angle, about the only thing the three films share is the recurring motif of people seeing things that may or may not be there.) He's also seeing a shrink. His wife has gone missing and, as he says several times, he has a terrible feeling that "something bad has happened to her."
Meanwhile, "Wife" (Kim Hye-Su) wakes up in the middle of the street, her belongings strewn about. As she retrieves the contents of her purse and tries to regain her bearings, images flash briefly, and we realize that she has no idea where she is, how she got there--or worse, who she is.
Time passes for both of them, but how much exactly we never know. As Husband tries to cope with Wife's disappearance, he seems to be slowly losing his mind, hallucinating and snapping at his in-laws. But as seemingly bad as he has it, Wife has it worse. Hers is a struggle to not only regain her identity, but to make it back home in spite of obstacles that seem to crop up just as she makes a bit of forward progress. She finds a home telephone number on a laundry receipt in her purse, but can't complete a call. She sees a little girl walking to the bus stop and recognizes the girl's backpack, but the bus pulls away and she is unable to catch up. After dark she manages to hail a taxi, but the mute driver takes her in the wrong direction. It's quite a good performance from the actress who, with very little dialogue, effectively communicates her inner confusion.
"Memories" is a story told well in quiet pictures. The cinematography impressed me as very precise, the visuals striking, almost clinical. But as good as it is, it's not perfect. The film is most effective when it's brooding and mysterious, and least effective when the director is just going for shock value. There are two such gratuitous scenes, and they serve only to take you out of the movie. If the elements of the scenes had been thematically related to the movie, that would have been understandable, perhaps--but I still haven't figured out what they had to do with anything.
"The Wheel"
Directed by Nonzee Nimibutr (Nang nak, Jan Dara)
Master Tao, the puppet master of a Thai village, is dying. He's also seeing the ghosts of his wife and son, who drowned in the river while trying to discard his Hun Lakorn Lek puppets because they are cursed. And there's no doubt they're cursed--after all, through the magic of movies, we're blessed with the actual voice of the spirit vowing death and destruction on anyone who messes with the puppets. Yet even the legend of the curse plus the deaths of Tao and his family are not enough to dissuade Khon performer Master Tong (a sort of "lower order" puppeteer) from coveting Tao's valuable puppets.
Tong secretly takes possession of the ornate puppets and things start going wrong immediately. Some family members start dying mysteriously, others start acting strangely, and I actually got goose bumps. Tong thinks he can outsmart the curse, but we all know the spirits aren't ones to suffer fools gladly. The title evidently refers to the wheel of karma--although under this curse, even the innocent are punished with the guilty. I guess it takes a village.
Gaan (Suwinit Panjamawat, aka the lucky bastard who got to fondle nekkid Christy Chung in Jan Dara), the young student of Master Tao, is the only one who believes in the curse--not that it does him or anyone else any good. Tong's young granddaughter, Bua, evokes the biggest reactions with her completely mute performance (she's never heard, and seen "conversing" only once, with her puppet). Hers was the performance that gave me goose bumps and later brought tears.
In the end, after a series of escalating tragedies, Master Tong is allowed what author Richard Bach calls a "mercy chute"--yet given another chance to get it right, he again lets his greed get the better of him. As a Marine buddy of mine used to say: "Never underestimate the power of man to deceive himself."
The Wheel is an entertaining diversion and an interesting look at a facet of Thai culture I wasn't even aware of. And you'll never hear me complain about returning to Thailand, even if only in the movies.
"Going Home"
Directed by Peter Ho-Sun Chan (Comrades: Almost a Love Story)
Two apartment blocks on Hong Kong's Aberdeen Street have been scheduled for demolition. But as the last of the residents are leaving, CID officer and widower Chan Wai (Eric Tsang) moves in with his young son, Cheung. Besides the manager, the only other resident of the blocks is the quiet, focused Mr. Yu (Leon Lai) and his wife, Hai'er (Eugenia Yuan), who is "paralyzed from the waist down," according to the manager. But who is little girl in the red coat Cheung keeps seeing?
With no wife and no money for a sitter, Chan has no choice but to leave Cheung--a fearful type--home alone when he goes to work, admonishing him to "be a man and stop being so scared." One day, Cheung sees the little girl on the breezeway; she approaches him and asks, "Will you play with me?" He follows her to the photography studio seen in the opening of the film. When Chan comes home and Cheung is missing, he checks with the apartment manager and with Yu, whose evasiveness prompts Chan to do a little extra digging. While Yu is out, he returns to Yu's apartment and is shocked to find Hai'er submerged in the bathtub...
Lovingly shot by WKW partner Christopher Doyle,"Going Home" plays out like an episode of "The Twilight Zone" with a decidedly Asian flavor. Mostly it reminded me of my favorite "Tales from the Crypt" episode, in which a professor plays a cruel joke on a colleague by making him think he's dead (though he's merely paralyzed).
Leon Lai has certainly moved beyond his pop idol appeal, and Eric Tsang continues to impress me with his range. I just watched him in Infernal Affairs as the cop-taunting triad boss; here he plays the everyman widower concerned more for his missing son than for his own life, even as he tries to figure out the truth behind the predicament he finds himself in. Eugenia Yuan's role was minimal, but presented its own unique demands. She does a lot with very little. The ending is, by turns, nerve-wracking, sad, shocking and bittersweet.
I love a film that makes me think. I'm still not one hundred percent on the meaning of the photography studio that bookends the film, but I've watched "Going Home" twice now, and I think I have it mostly sussed. I don't want to give anything away, so it's up to you to come to your own conclusions. Deeper meanings aside, it's a nice way to bring the story full circle.
Overall, Three is worthy viewing. I found each film to be appealing in its own way, although the stark, clean images of "Memories" are the ones that keep coming to mind. Movies like Three are why I started watching "foreign" films in the first place. If I want another buddy cop movie with lots of explosions and wisecracks, there's no shortage in America. But whether it's because of the language or the storytelling tradition, foreign films are--not to be too obvious--different. And different is good. |