Chungking Express

i first watched this a couple years ago and remember i was obsessed with how it looked. rewatching it now, i think i appreciate it even more. it’s less about the aesthetic shock and more about the feeling underneath everything. i just absolutely love how the two stories mirror each other. both cops are heartbroken, both trying to cope in slightly delusional ways... it feels honest in a quiet, almost embarrassing way. like the kind of heartbreak you don’t post about. faye wong is just magnetic to me. ugh! i love her! the pixie cut, the oversized clothes, the way she exists slightly out of sync with everyone else and it isn't cringe or anything and i still have “california dreamin’” stuck in my head... speaking of, the repetition shouldn’t work, but it does and i'm obsessed with how many 'rules' wong kar-wai breaks in this film. there’s something about the way wong kar-wai tells these stories that feels personal and unpolished in the best way. it’s messy, a little impulsive, but completely intentional emotionally. it doesn’t try to resolve everything neatly. it just lets you sit in the almost of it all and thats lowkey how the filming and writing process went too, which i always find so interesting to read and watch about. it’s one of those films that feels cooler every time you watch it, which is something i noticed with the second watch, not because it’s trying to be, but because it understands mood so well.