The capsule version of this films story--Chinese "resisters" attempt to assassinate a high-ranking collaborator who works for Japanese occupiers in 1930's China--tells us only that most of us are going to be watching a bit of history about which we know nothing. While reasonably educated Westerners don't need to be told much about the "good" guys and the "bad" guys in stories about collaborators in Nazi-occupied Europe, we don't come to a tale about Japanese occupiers in Asia during the period of Japanese imperial aggression in the 20th century armed with much information. In fact, without doing further research on this subject I don't even know that I am referring to the period correctly.
So let's start with the assumption that we are ignorant outsiders trying to grasp the historical underpinnings of the story we're watching. Add to that difficulty the fact that hardly any of us in the U.S. know much about Asian cultures. I could see that the film is rich in period detail and cultural nuance, but that doesn't mean that I "got" what I was seeing.
Just take the issue of "Mah Jongg". While my late mother-in-law played the game, and she was a second-generation European-American, not a "Shanghaiese", I imagine that if she had seen the movie she would have picked up the mechanical significance of the game play that was shown on screen, but she would NOT have gotten the cultural meanings of the plays and misplays that seemed to cause raised eyebrows and post-game sniping among the players. Consider how well we in the States understand the implications of the game of Poker, and further, we even make adjustments for the context or setting of the game. My mother-in-law could have told us that a certain lady was about to win the game, but that would have been just a small piece of a full interpretation of the game's events.
And so it goes... Here we are in the West just beginning to understand that Koreans don't appreciate being called Chinese, and the movie requires us to understand that people from Shanghai, Hong Kong, and Canton regard one another as members of very different cultures. Apparently there are many languages that are lumped together under the rubric "Chinese", but even the most similar among them may be as different as the Romance languages are from one another.
In watching this movie we are strangers in a "strange" (to us) land. Yet I found the foreground story concerning a young Chinese woman's efforts to seduce a Chinese collaborator (so that she could get him killed) remarkably affecting. Ang Lee explores the difficult questions that occur when someone pretends to love someone and in the course of that pretense suffers pain and humiliation. And are the unintended effects of engaging in this complicated "relationship" made even less predictable if the target of the duplicity is sufficiently disarmed to show some trust, some caring, some vulnerability. What happens to the potential assassin when the "monster" turns out to have human qualities?
Finally, something needs to be said about the frank depiction of sex in this film--NEEDS to be because so much has already been made of it. People who are serious students of film really consider only the cinematic issues and not those that might interest members of a general audience some of whom take automatic offense at displays of skin and simulations of sexual intercourse. If you're looking for a review or comment that deals with the "propriety" of such material or its "suitability" for Old Aunt Bessie or Little Billy, there are whole websites that can offer you their insights. My analysis asks only whether the heaving intertwined naked bodies added anything to the story.
My answer is equivocal, or uncertain. We are shown long sequences of very intense sexual activities which generate in the participants not only the physical reaction of orgasm but also the feelings that accompany what we're seeing. While the sex is harsh, and fairly gymnastic, it is not preposterous or false-looking in the manner of pornography. One gets the impression that the highly contained "official" is actually able to unwrap his restraints in these almost tortured sessions, and that he is immensely grateful for the moment of freedom. I do not think that the intensity of the sex or even her orgasms have the same kind of meaning for the young woman. Her reaction is more complicated than that.
...Which is my answer to the question about the cinematic value of all that skin and boning. It's a tough area of life to explore on screen, isn't it. I'm going to give the auteur his props for trying.
As with other worthwhile films that I've seen, Lust Caution serves as impetus for further exploration of historical and psychological questions.
All in all, Lust Caution delivers a lot, especially when one considers that we in the West were not considered as the primary audience for whom it was made. Let me also add that even when I didn't understand its words or the story I loved the pictures. There must be a million frames in that movie that could be made into wonderful photographs. Sit back, relax, watch, listen, and THINK.
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