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Hong Kong filmmaker Stanley Kwan, whose love-and-death-and-Tiananmen-Square men's romance, Lan Yu, is currently in LA cinemas, isn't a stranger just to American audiences familiar with a pantheon of former Crown Colony auteurs ranging from John Woo to Wong Kar-Wai. Despite a career that stretches back to the primordial ooze of the 1980s' Hong Kong new wave (his feature debut was 1985's Women), the 45-year-old director remains to this day something of a stranger in his own hometown.
A former assistant director to groundbreakers Tsui Hark (Peking Opera Blues, A Chinese Ghost Story) and Ann Hui (Romance of Book and Sword, Song of the Exile), Kwan built his reputation on a series of sumptuous melodramas: Rouge; Red Rose, White Rose; and the Maggie Cheung-starring Actress, voted by Film Comment magazine one of the best films of the 1990s never to have attained U.S. distribution. Commissioned by the British Film Institute in 1996 to direct an installment of its 100 Years of Cinema series, he used the occasion to fashion Yang Ī Yin: Gender in Chinese Cinema, a passionate deconstruction of cross-dressing swordsmen and sinewy chopsocky hunks that also served as the now openly gay director's coming-out party. Kwan considered the film (which is essential if hard-to-find viewing for anyone serious about Hong Kong cinema) both a creative and a personal breakthrough, but the notoriously reactionary Hong Kong press had a small-minded field day with the director's revelations.
Though his box-office profile has lowered over the past few years, Kwan's been busy quietly reinventing himself all the while, and Lan Yu, shot illegally on location in Beijing, marks a return to form. Smart, steamy and politically astute, Kwan's deceptively simple new film strips melodrama down to its bikini briefs, and holds a gilt-edged mirror up to much of the aesthetically underendowed "new queer cinema" on this side of the globe.OC Weekly:Lan Yu is your first film to get U.S. distribution, yet you've been directing features since 1985. With so many Hong Kong filmmakers becoming well-known in America and internationally during the last decade, why do you think it's taken you this long?Stanley Kwan:Well, part of the reason is that, even in Hong Kong, I'm seen as something of a fish out of water. I was told many years ago that my films never look like Hong Kong films. The content, the pacing, the style—they're all very different. The only thing that makes them like Hong Kong films is that they star people like Maggie Cheung and Tony Leung. But there are other reasons, too. When Maggie won the Best Actress award at the Berlin International Film Festival for Actress, many people thought that would be a chance for me to get some overseas exposure. But Golden Harvest, my distributor at that time, didn't know how to deal with such a small, serious film for the international market. One of your collaborators onLan Yu was William Chang, the editor and art director most often associated with the only other art-film director from Hong Kong with whom Western audiences are familiar, Wong Kar-Wai. Do you see any similarities between your work and his?
In a small way, yes. But the thing I really admire about Wong is that he is not only a wonderful filmmaker, but he's also very talented in packaging his work and in running his own company. I'm more the kind of person who wants to spend his time inviting friends to come over to visit, cooking for them and drinking wine together. But I would definitely like to follow his example—drawing production funds from foreign countries, but still making films in Hong Kong.
Lan Yu has a unique look—lots of darkened spaces and mirrored reflections, an overall feeling of claustrophobia. Was there a certain visual idea that you and Chang used as a starting point?
What we discussed wasn't so much a color palette, or certain compositions, but a limited range of emotional tones—tones somewhere between pity and regret. Even in my simplest and most direct films, I still need to find something in them that has some specific connection to the circumstances of my own life. In this case, I was thinking about the way that my boyfriend and I . . . we have a very good relationship, but somehow he still thinks there is this area of something like pity in our relationship because we can never have children. With that in mind, I began to envision a beautiful piece of silk, looking at a piece of silk filled with beautiful colors and suddenly realizing that there's a flaw in it. That flaw in the silk—the image of something beautiful that's been somehow slightly marred—that was the central visual idea of the film.
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