One of the more underrated New York movies. A film that really believes in the city as a place where people come from all over the world to invent themselves. Also part of a cycle of films about leaving Hong Kong that sprouted in the wake of the Joint Declaration. A fairy tale about leaving home and finding all the best things about it somewhere else, without the looming threat of authoritarian takeover. Chow Yun-fat and Cherie Chung make such a gorgeous couple, even with him constantly unshaven and disheveled and her buried under wool scarves, sweaters and skirts. Mabel Cheung is so great at capturing these two other-worldly movie stars in the run-down, pre-gentrification city, finding pockets of beauty that almost match their own. Shots of the bridge call out to Woody Allen, but the images are closer to Michael Powell.














