This film, at it's heart, is an expose on America itself and how it both exploits and rewards minorities, ever so slowly adding them to the mix of the American experience. The pay-off's come at the end with frank testimonies from Joan Chen, B.D. Wong, and the amazing Ang Lee. The final topper comes when the multi-faceted (and talented) Justin Lin laughs that once he broke through the Hollywood "ceiling" he couldn't get his films released in Asia because they weren't about white people.
Loads of archival footage surround the interviews (none expressing much bitterness) with Nancy Kwan's beauty ever-shining, she is surprisingly self-aware and candid about the negative stereotypes she was accused of perpetuating. But this is less about the Chinese in Hollywood than America itself: "...as long as you make money" is the creed, no matter how damaging or ridiculous the job.
Loads of archival footage surround the interviews (none expressing much bitterness) with Nancy Kwan's beauty ever-shining, she is surprisingly self-aware and candid about the negative stereotypes she was accused of perpetuating. But this is less about the Chinese in Hollywood than America itself: "...as long as you make money" is the creed, no matter how damaging or ridiculous the job.