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Face Masks
at the
27th HKIFF
by Stephen Teo
Mysterious Object at Noon
Stephen Teo has successfully completed his PhD candidature at RMIT University, and is now
preparing his next book Wong Kar-wai, to be published by the BFI. He is the author of Hong Kong
Cinema: The Extra Dimensions (London: BFI, 1997). Teo attended the 27 th HKIFF, and like many
others, wore a face mask.
The 27th edition of the Hong Kong International Film Festival (HKIFF) opened on April
8th overshadowed by the deadly SARS virus. The festival was to have marked a new
beginning: for the first time in its history, several competitive categories adjudicated by
panels of international jurors were instituted. What should have been a milestone event
turned out to be an anti-climax due to the spread of SARS, made all the more apparent by
the absence on opening night of distinguished guests (directors Todd Haynes, Yoji
Yamada, Clara Law, and Park Kwang-su – the latter two part of the international jury).
The HKIFF was also to have been the cornerstone of a celebratory "Hong Kong Film
Month" in April, beginning with the Hong Kong Film Awards and the Hong Kong-Asia
Film Financing Forum (HAF). As it turned out, HAF became a non-event due to SARS
and was cancelled (it was scheduled to take place two days before HKIFF), while the
atmosphere at the Hong Kong Film Awards, which went ahead on April 7th , was downbeat
– the mood made worse still by the suicide of Leslie Cheung (who jumped to his death on
April Fools' Day).
With such an inauspicious beginning, there was every expectation of disaster, but the
festival proceeded without a glitch. Despite the health concerns that held back international
guests from travelling to Hong Kong, the local audience did not flinch from attending
screenings in fairly big numbers, ultimately saving the festival from collapse. It could well
be that Hong Kong people were heeding general manager Li Cheuk-to's words, printed in
the festival newsletter the day after opening night: "We need art to bring us pleasure and
entertainment to loosen up our tense mood". Sitting in on any one of the sold-out sessions,
it would seem that Hong Kong was not facing its worst health crisis ever, although the
sight of many in the audience wearing face masks was reminiscent of an operating theatre.
The crowds were there for the two opening films, Yamada's Twilight Samurai and Johnnie
To's PTU, two contrasting studies of mood play and styles ostensibly grounded in action
genre forms. Yamada's film was more engaged in delineating the human warmth of
characterisations in its tale of a bedraggled samurai-widower trying to make ends meet for
his family while conducting himself honourably as a samurai (the last of his kind as Japan
surges on towards the 20th century). PTU is a cops-and-robbers thriller tautly structured
around the search for a policeman's missing gun: a cliché that To uses to advantage in a
highly studied manner, coming up with his best movie since The Mission.
In the documentary category, the "Humanitarian Award" for best documentary was given
to Clown in Kabul, made by an Italian team Enzo Balestrieri and Stefano Moser. Kim
Longinotto's The Day I Will Never Forget won the award for "outstanding documentary".
A special mention was given to This Happy Life, a Chinese documentary on the lives of
railway officials in a busy station, directed with great sensitivity by Jiang Yue.
Documentaries on China formed a strong body of work in the festival, among which were
two Cultural Revolution-based themes: Morning Sun, where directors Carma Hinton,
Richard Gordon, and Canberra-based Sinologist Geremie Barmé, submitted a history of
the Cultural Revolution from the perspective of ex-Red Guards; Daughter from Yan'an,
directed by Ikeya Kaoru, which deals with the tragic legacy of abandoned children by
students sent down to work in the countryside during the Cultural Revolution. Also of note
were Wang Bing's massive 9-hour work Tiexi District, and Duan Jinchuan's The Secret of
My Success.
The Fipresci Prize was awarded to Chicken Poets, a brilliant amalgam of theatrical satire
and cinematic-poetic fantasy, the first feature film directed by Meng Jinghui, whose
previous work was done in the theatre. The jury conferred a Special Mention on the Thai
film Mekhong Full Moon Party, by Jira Maligool for "its joyous dialogue with one's folk
traditions" in representing Thai-Laotian mythologies. Indeed, the film easily tapped into
the audience's capacity for feel-good sentiments in a resolutely idiosyncratic manner: the
story, such as it is, deals with the wondrous phenomenon of fireballs, known as the "Naga
Rockets", that shoot up into the sky from the waters of the Mekhong River bordering
Thailand and Laos. In fact, the festival opened a Pandora's Box of idiosyncratic Thai
cinematic wonders, led by the films of Apichatpong Weerasethakul: Blissfully Yours and
an earlier work Mysterious Object at Noon. Blissfully Yours is extraordinarily off-centre –
a wholly original work that is best left undescribed here in order that readers may search it
out and discover its riches for themselves (some pointers: a title-credit sequence that
appears very late into the movie, and a jungle-picnic sequence that defines the meaning of
bliss). Mysterious Object is equally eccentric: a pseudo-documentary set in an outlandish
Thai countryside, relying on villagers to "contribute" sequences and episodes.
The retrospectives in the festival were a decidedly mixed bag. Apart from the Hong Kong
Panorama that gave audiences the chance to review the best of Hong Kong cinema releases
over the last year, the retrospectives were mainly director focuses, devoted to the works of
Rob Nilsson (see my interview with the director in this issue), the Dardenne Brothers,
Marco Bellochio, Jeff Lau, and Yasujiro Ozu (a complete overview of the director's extant
works, in dedication of his 100th birthday this year). In addition, the festival paid an
archival tribute to Mahagonny, directed by Harry Smith, a constituent of the New
American Cinema, who died in 1991. Smith shot 11 hours of all kinds of footage mainly
comprising images of New York City, which he edited together and presented originally in
a four-screen projection set to the music of the Brecht-Weill opera The Rise and Fall of
the City of Mahagonny. The work was recently restored and printed in a single 35mm film
running 141 minutes. Somewhat surprisingly, the sessions for Mahagonny were sold out,
and one could perhaps draw from this the conclusion that there is a growing desire among
Hong Kong's filmgoers to look back at past cinematic achievements as much as to look
forward. Fair-sized audiences were attracted to Ozu's old, silent films, shown with live
musical accompaniment; but Ozu's affinity with the Confucian respect for the old and
concomitant themes of filial piety and family ethics, already apparent in the silent films,
were a certain drawing card (although the silent period also showed Ozu in atypical form,
as illustrated by such Hollywood-influenced "gangster films" like Walk Cheerfully [1930]
and Dragnet Girl [1933]). Indeed, it was this affinity with the family value system that
prompted the free flowing of tears among the audiences of such Ozu masterpieces as Late
Spring, Tokyo Story, An Autumn Afternoon. Part of Ozu's magic and his greatness lies in
reaching into the depths of this affinity – an eternal source of what I would call restorative
regret and sorrow (reminding audiences either of their obligations or their transgressions
in the family-ethical system). The mere recall of the image of Setsuko Hara at the end of
Tokyo Story covering her face as she breaks up in tears while trying to avoid the glare of
Chishu Ryu, is enough to have tears welling up in my own eyes.
Finally, the Shaw Brothers Retrospective also appeared to be like a tail-section of the
festival, with its venue (the Hong Kong Film Archive theatre) located miles away from the
city centre. The usual audience that patronises the Archive is also quite different from the
festival audience. Although the SARS outbreak undoubtedly affected turnout this time,
there is an obvious need for a renewed look at the relationship between the Archive and
the festival. With or without the impact of SARS, the HKIFF looks set to forge its own
road in the future. The 27th edition with its inclusion of new competitive sections and
success in finding corporate sponsors (Cathay Pacific among them) is an indicator of
HKIFF's new direction towards becoming a non-governmental organization and fully-
fledged independent festival – what the festival director Peter Tsi has called a
"corporatized" festival. A 12-member board of directors will convene its first meeting in
the middle of the year. The outbreak of SARS coinciding with HKIFF may have been an
inauspicious beginning and there are challenges ahead, but there is already a feeling that
the next edition of HKIFF will occur with a more definite sense of purpose even if only to
win back the international guests, who absented themselves this time to come back to a
safe and healthy Hong Kong next year.