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the Dogme school without the dogma

It is perhaps best to see Wong’s slow and protracted production sched-
ules through the looking-glass of a style of film-making that has a time-
honoured line: one could cite Erich von Stroheim and the making of Greed
(1925), Orson Welles’s Othello (1952) and Don Quixote (1957), and King Hu’s
A…

—p.9 Wong Kar-Wai: Auteur of Time Introduction (1) by Stephen Teo
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who goes against the grain of slipshoddiness

The shape of the industry has changed from King Hu’s time, when an
artist of Hu’s calibre could not be accommodated by the system, to one
where an artist of Wong’s ability can call the shots and play the game adroitly
within the industry. The reality is that since Wong came into critical promi-
…

—p.8 Introduction (1) by Stephen Teo
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what kinds of genres Wong’s films belong to

Indeed, it is worth our while to run through just what kinds of genres Wong’s films belong to. As Tears Goes By is a gangster movie in the mould of Scorsese and John Woo; it is also a romance melodrama. Days of Being Wild is an ‘Ah Fei’ movie-cum-romance (‘Ah Fei’ being a distinctive Cantonese genr…

—p.3 Introduction (1) by Stephen Teo
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shut the door on grief on regret on remorse topic/grief

I don’t know why I even brought this up. Magpies flash now blue, green against the snow. They have a similar bossy shriek. Of course I could get a book or call somebody and find out about the nesting habits of crows. But what bothers me is that I only accidentally noticed them. What else have I mis…

—p.389 A Manual for Cleaning Women: Selected Stories Homing (388) by Lucia Berlin
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but there’s never enough time topic/grief topic/growing-older

It has been seven years since you died. Of course what I’ll say next is that time has flown by. I got old. All of a sudden, de repente. I walk with difficulty. I even drool. I leave the door unlocked in case I die in my sleep, but it’s more likely I’ll go endlessly on until I get put away someplace…

—p.386 Wait a Minute (380) by Lucia Berlin