Category Archives: Films

Taipei // Taichung on Film

From our Airbnb to the hills of CingJing. Taken with a fujifilm disposable camera.

Yolo. (literally).

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Redha

My first time watching a movie at Golden Mile. It was a bit of a walk from Lavender, and we emerged from the theatre on a cold, wet and unfamiliar Sunday afternoon, my stomach empty and grumbling, but it felt worth it. Especially since all profits  were going to the Autism Association!

The film portrays the lives of a couple with an autistic son, Danial.  Some parts felt like an educational documentary, but I could see why it would be important to use such a powerful platform to reach out to the masses. And all things considered, I thought it was a very realistic portrayal of the struggles a family unit goes through when they live with a person with special needs, and how acceptance and support from different blocks of society can really make a difference in meaning and quality of life.

Just before the film started, the audience was asked to observe a few moments of silence for the female lead, as her own child had just passed away that morning.

It made me think: Aren’t the hearts of parents universally the same? They just want their children to grow up happy.

Be With Me

A film I watched about a month ago, and thought would be apt to think about today.

When it was made a decade ago, it was considered controversial for its time, in a country which was still seemingly torn between tradition and modernity. I applaud the film’s writers and director for being daring enough to go ahead with it anyway.

I’m not sure why I was surprised by this, but I really liked the film. I found it well-paced, well-narrated, and the characters were poignantly portrayed with minimal lines from each individual. A few tear-jerking moments, especially with the effective use of music.

Images like the Borders bookshop (which has since closed down) and the Neoprint machines (which have become increasingly rare, if not extinct), evoked feelings of bittersweet nostalgia.

Today marks our 50th year of independence (according to the official definition of that word), and I think.. instead of wishing for progress and happiness and all those things… I’d just like to be thankful that we are what we are. The good, the not so good. For it is all us.

Metropia

Set in the not-too-distant future, in an era where the human mind becomes the ultimate weapon and tool for manipulation to achieve political and economic control and power.

Personally I found it interesting to see how the future is portrayed as an excessively dismal place, with little hope for leisure, pleasure or even meaning and purpose in life. Perhaps there is always that possibility, in a future that has yet to be written.

Or has it?