色彩声音与叙事、文字与绘画、男与女、类型电影一切都在Collage一切都在找寻押韵的可能但一切似乎又无法顺利沟通并形成一个综合体永远只能处于不稳定的状态就像Ferdinand在蓝色单色画面中说的那样“I have a mechanism for seeing, called eyes, for listening, called ears, for speaking, called mouth. I've got a feeling they are all going their separate ways...”
Only foreign hands can extract exotic allure out of cultural triteness. Artfully directed and strongly played, even the most grotesque rituals appear fascinating. The heaviness of history itself needs no narrative tricks, but maybe dual language?