Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Groping In Train 2010

us know. And we know you. Avenge


Sam Peckinpah, Jean-Pierre Melville, John Woo and Tsui Hark, Johnnie To is only . Director only for the purity of his camera eye reveals that impossible paths (those of the bullets that pierce the bodies and souls sink) and tortuous personal paths (those of strangers who become brothers). Avenge ( Fuk sau , 2009) is his latest work, presented at the 2009 Cannes Film Festival in May 2010 and only distributed in Italy by Fandango (despite having been awarded the Black Lion for best film at the Noir Film Festival Courmayeur). An idea of \u200b\u200bpure cinema that Johnnie To, who chooses as protagonist of the story the stone face of Johnny Hallyday. It is no coincidence that the character played by French rocker is called Costello, Frank as the "face of an angel" of Melville, Jef samouraï that the face was sad and lonely Alain Delon (he originally called da To per il ruolo del padre in cerca di vendetta).


Solitudini che si incontrano tra Parigi, Macao e Hong Kong. Senza ritorno. Costello vede la sua famiglia distrutta nel giro di un attimo. Neanche il tempo di un pranzo e tre killer uccidono suo genero e i due nipotini. Non potevano fare altrimenti. La figlia è salva per miracolo. E chiede vendetta. Fino a che punto può arrivare un uomo per soddisfare questa sete? La risposta è nel percorso di purificazione che compie. Prima tappa Macao, per assoldare tre killer spietati, i migliori. Kwai (superbo come sempre Anthony Wang), Chu e ‘Fat’ Lok. «Non esiste solitudine più profonda del samurai, se non quella della tigre nella giungla». There is no stronger bond than that which is created between people who have given their word. Seem to see Pike and Deke: "He gave his word. No matter whose. " "Instead matter." At the risk of turn against its leader, the instigator of the massacre. The three arms are from Hong Kong. The shooting of seven in the woods is a concentrated fury to send a visual memory. Like the table spread that scans every single action of the group. As evidence of the old, worn, pleasant obsession that Asian cinema (especially that of To) 'feeds' to the food.


A paradox is the true nature of Costello is a chef, does not touch a gun for twenty years. Because in the past was a killer. A bullet entered the head and cause continuous loss of memory. It may thus make sense to revenge? Sure, as long as the target passes in front of trash cubes into a graveyard of objects, absurd polariod, languid eyes, sudden flashes of a 'gunfight' infinite. A sad and ironic lyricism, which is steeped in four kicks a ball in the company of a bunch of kids and a sardonic laugh, release, before a bowl of rice. The rain keeps falling, the clouds deep left field for a beautiful moon, lights and shadows like the holes that fill with blood. Stillness and movement. A space full of bodies that embody deep ethic. Almost unthinkable today. Like slow motion to expand the time and praise to an endless night.
Wonderful, crazy Johnnie To.

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