Movie APGS did §=ENGEPHCINMENG : Asian Film Gives Hollywood Much-Needed Kick In Ass Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor ’m sure I’m not alone in my mixed © emotions leading into the summer movie season. Like most people, I pray that maybe, just maybe, the Hollywood crap machine will go totally crazy and decide to offer up some high- quality cinema to help me pass my scorching summer afternoons in air- conditioned darkness. But most years I am sadly disappointed. So what’s one to do if they want to find some good films that don’t subscribe to the constant barrage of recycled romantic comedies, buddy movies, and explosion-ridden, chauvinistic action films? See what's cooking in the East, that’s what. From the late great Akira Kurosawa, to the modern success of such films as Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Hero, and House of Flying Daggers, Asian film has made an impact on both film viewers and film makers in North America. The two following brilliant, and very differ- ent, films from China and Korea are currently in theatres. Olaboy Oldboy, by critically acclaimed Korean director Chan-wook Park, was a big winner at Cannes in 2004, receiving grand Quentin Tarantino in particular. The film is bru- adulation from tal, twisted, and often times painful to watch. It is everything a masterfully crafted story about revenge should be. The sheer level of cruelty and tragedy displayed in the film harkens back to the greatest tragedies of Shakespeare. The story follows a man named Dae-Su who is mysteriously kidnapped and imprisoned in a small hotel-type room for 15 years. He is gassed, hypnotized, and never receives any explanation as to why he is there. When he is finally released, he goes on a search for revenge. Along the way he encounters a young girl named Mi-Do, the two find- ing themselves instantly drawn to each other. The story is a truly powerful, and emotionally confusing, one. The char- acters often carry a significant moral detachment from many situations, which is an interesting cross between surrealism and embellishment of true Korean emotional norms. The camera work and use of colour and shadow arte the true treat here. No two scenes are shot the same; in fact it almost feels as though no two shots are the same. From brilliant odd-angle closeups, to a shot that follows Dae-Su for about three minutes down a hallway as he fights off a whole gang of thugs, the show is a clinic for any cinematog- raphy enthusiasts. While this film presents the very serious side of Asian film, our next film does the exact opposite. Kung fu Hustle This film’s director / writer /producer/ lead actor Stephen Chow has been a life-long fan of Kung-Fu movies and comedy. He manages to meld both into a film that seamlessly moves between absurd comedy and classic Kung-Fu. The film’s premise is simple enough, a small run-down neighbourhood in 1930s China accidentally runs afoul of the toughest gang in the nearby city: The Axe Gang. The peasants, however, ate protected from the gang when, inci- dentally, just about every second person in the neighbourhood is a mar- tial-arts master. Thus proving the long-held stereotype that every Chinese person has some knowledge of the deadly arts. As the town’s tailor exclaims: “It’s no crime to be good at Kung-Fu!” And so the film progresses in classic Kung-Fu movie form: one seemingly indestructible opponent is defeated by a better fighter, till that fighter is defeated by another, and so on and so on till the end. While watching the film it occurred to me that the Kung-fu form resembles that of pornography, wherein every sit- uation becomes a valid time to have sex. Yes, just as porn teaches us that any situation containing consenting adults is an orgy in the making, Kung-Fu films teach us that simple daily activities such as shopping or gardening can turn into arenas for mortal combat. And this film fearlessly uses its surroundings to cre- ate fight scenes as jaw dropping as any in Crouching Tiger or similar films, but without the fear of falling into the absurd. With hilarious references to films such as The Shining, Chicago, and The Matrix, and a cast of well-played characters, Kung Fu Hustle makes for one thoroughly enjoyable, though plot- wise predictable, slugfest. Les Bandes Dessinées Sont Bonne Nourriture Jason Webb, OP Contributor ike most comic-book readers, I’m pretty excited about DC’s Infinite Crisis, and rest assured: this epic is going to render superhero fans comatose with its sheer scope. Lately though, I’ve been searching for new material. Comics sold on the racks have left me, like many readers, feeling as though I am missing out on some- thing. My recent visit to Paris was not only an opportunity to gorge myself on tich food and cheap wine, but to hunt down some European titles. France, like most European coun- tries, imports all the great North American titles, but their homegrown artists and writers create gorgeous works of art. French comics, or bandes 14 | www.theotherpress.ca dessinées (BD for short) tend to be in large, hardcover format. Unlike most North American comics, each comic is generally a self-contained story, rather than monthly “episodes” that eventual- ly form a story arc. For beginners, reading such French classics as Astérix and TinTin (despite their insensitive handling of ethnicity) are a great way of warming up to Euro-comics. Mote obscure titles, however, can be difficult to find in Canada. Most books can be ordered online, but be sure to treat yourself when a translated edition makes its way to your local comic shop. One recent import I recommend is Blacksad (Dargaud), a gritty detective series set in a world populated by, if you can believe it, anthropomorphic ani- mals. Written by Juan Diaz Canales and illustrated by Juanjo Guarnido, French publishers knew they had a winner on théir hands. Canales’ sto- ries are straightforward detective plots pulled out of your favourite Bogart film. The art is stunning in this sucker. Guarnido captures a wide range of emotions for each character, unlike anything seen in popular comics. The pacing is deli- ciously cinematic, with each frame moving the story along at breakneck speed, but slows right down to deliver the heavy emotional punch. God, I love Paris. May 11/2005