Yes, of course, there's the beauty of it. And the pace. And the artfulness. And the calm, soothing, filling feel of it. And then there are noticeable clichés, the Lou Reed tracks, the naive love intrigues... But I can already tell it will be one of my favorite movies. To put it simply, it gives me exactly what I want in any art form. Not an intricate story. Not a series of slides. Not a lecture. Just something I can change my mood to. When will non-Asian filmmakers start to really make film that are not completely plot-driven? As this film shows, it doesn't even have to be based on a "Nouveau Roman" style of writing.
Review of The Vertical Ray of the Sun
