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Tuesday, 19 January 2021

In the spring of youth...

Days of Being Wild (1990)
Director: Wong Kar-Wai

What is the thing that keeps a person plunge deep into a relationship so toxic and still longs to be embroiled in a never-ending imbroglio of heartaches and melancholy? Is it just physical attraction or a sense of achievement, a kind of trophy? Is it some kind of masochism or playing victim to gain attention?

Is this the same power of love that made King Edward VII abdicate his crown for a divorcee with two living ex-husbands? Is it merely a hormonal surge at the spring of one's youth or a debt that needed to be settled if relationships bring in baggage and its encumbrances?

Something that springs up quite so suddenly may fizzle out just as quick when the fluff disappears. Then what? Do it all again? But then, by then, there would come too many webs of entanglement and spoils of love that are just too difficult to detach. It appears that it is a play of time. Invariably, with the passage of time, the ludicrousness of all these may appear all so plain.

This film brings me to the time in my childhood when I used to watch those intense black-and-white Cantonese movies over the local telly. The only thing here is that this film is in colour. The same tight-knitted rooms and the narrow roads on hilly terrains were there.

In summary, the story, set in the 1960s, is about a philandering young man, York, with his upbringing issues. His adopted mother refuses to divulge the whereabouts of his biological mother for fear of abandonment. The adopted mother has her own problems, with the bottle and her frequent affairs with numerous young men. York's first dejected lover finds solace in the company of a foot policeman. York's second beau is an obsessive cabaret dancer. Their relationship is best described as predatory - each preying on the other for personal gratification. As York's adopted mother is about to leave for the USA with a new lover, she reveals York's parentage. He was born from a union of a prostitute and a Philippine aristocrat. York leaves for Philippines only to be ignored by his biological mother.

“Be afraid. Be very afraid.”*