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Two Chingmy Yaus - one happily married and jetsets between Hong Kong and Taipei, only to die in a plane crash and become a ghost in her husband's memory; the other we only catch a glimpse at the airport. One Eric Tsang, a caring gay man who's unfortunate in love. One young man looking for love and drifting between Hong Kong and Taiwan. And one quarter Sandra Ng. Together they make an interesting tale complete with Wong Kar-wai-esque characters and narrative a la Kieslowski. God knows why but Stanley Kwan has remade himself into a new director. Everything appears uncertain; even the narrative seems hesitant. He is making progress, but wanting in judgment and confidence. -Law Kar Piling homosexual love, bisexual love and heterosexual love up and on top of one another, the story causes suffocation. The Tsing Ma Bridge, an emotional metaphor ''crossing over'' Taiwan, is confounding. But the film's narrative structure, editing and music are capable of covering up its lack of substance. In other words, Stanley Kwan scores his points more by technique than content. Sandra Ng's character serves no discernible function and is entirely superfluous, and makes an already oppressive film even more cumbersome. -Reeve Wong Stanley Kwan's strength is his sensitivity about daily life. In this respect the film is both exquisite and transparent. The scenes are simple but the emotions run deep. Kwan is especially perceptive in depicting solitude. The young couple shares a flat but not their lives. Yet a bowl of instant noodles is enough to bring them closer to each other. To hold you tight is nothing more than the desire for human warmth. Juxtapose the spotlessly clean monitor screen against the misses' lonely heart and there is great sadness. A cold and pale oppression permeates the film, and only finds release towards the end when Eric Tsang and Sunny Chan have a heart-to-heart talk on the beach. Will tragedy repeat itself? The best things in life may not be unapproachable. Everything is possible if one can gather oneself. The happy ending reminds me of LOVE UNTO WASTE. -Ye Nianchen
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