Asian invasion double-bill

M and I continued our Tuesday night curry and film yesterday.

Curry: homemade Delia-ish chicken and chickpea curry

Films: an Asian invasion double-bill (as Jonathon Woss would say)

House of Flying Daggers
(a film about loyalty, requited love, rebellion, denial, sacrifice, unrequited love, revenge, avenging love, blindness, and a film that gave me new understanding of the words “love triangle”)

followed by

Spring, summer, autumn, winter and… spring
(a film about self, denial, age, experience, the sacred/ secular divide, spirituality, the rhythm and stages of life and of the seasons, and a film that I would have been even more depressed about if I’d understood any more of the Buddhist philosophy and symbolism than I did).

Both were stunningly shot, great cinematography. Both could have been worthy (as Al would say) but weren’t. Both were very sad in their own ways.

Phew. Maybe something less downbeat next week?...


(PS Am fed up trying to post this via Picasa with a great shot of the monk and boy in their boat in spring crossing the lake... grrr. You'll just have to imagine it. Or use Google.)