Up the Yangtze

Mr. Chang and crew took me on an unforgettable journey down the foggy ruins of time......and then it hit me. Mark Twain, the River King, would be very proud.

The timing of the Olympics peaked my interest in this magical and misty movie. I whistled, I wept, on the edge of my seat I sat laughing.

I cannot do it justice with a full review but instead will quote here maybe the greatest lyrics ever written about change, memory, sorrow, and finally, hope.

Chang is the Tambourine Man for China in this most critical moment in their modern times. This is merely the end of the beginning. Bravo! Encore!!

"Then take me disappearing' through the smoke rings of my mind down the foggy ruins of time,

far past the frozen leaves, the haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,

far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,

silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,

with all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,

let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey ! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following' you." - Dylan