Chan Is Missing

Father and son (jo and steve) run around san francisco, looking for their friend chan. They haven't seen him in a while, and he owes them money from a business deal. In the meantime, we hear all about the politics, the issues of chinese people coming to the united states; chinese who want to assimilate into the american way of life, and some who don't. Some great conversations between families and friends. Different outlooks on issues of the different groups of immigrants. Some great insight to chinatown and the chinese way of life. Also great scenes of san francisco in the 1980s! It's black and white, with pretty good captions on kanopy. On the down side, there's a lot of chatter that just goes on and on. And a lot of the cast looks into the camera, or speaks in a stilted, un-natural voice. Many pictures of chinese people in photos, or chinese characters, without any explanation. Lots of pictures of jo, the dad, looking scared or surprised, without any explanation....that felt a bit gratuitous. Can they find their friend, or get back the money? It's an interesting story, but it was padded with a lot of filler. It really didn't need to be 75 minutes. I dug it just for the scenerey, as I had lived there in the 1990s. Directed by wayne wang. He was nominated for a Bafta for dimsum.

A thought that pinged in my head like when you get an important text alert: Money isn't real. People and communities are. Wang uses a mystery/searching clothesline to hang a character study that plays largely like a documentary about Identity, how citizens of Chinatown see themselves, how they fit in, what that question even means about why they should, and ultimately being American in a land where that term should be all inclusive but in practice it is not the case (and of course how other local politicians and how Chinese Americans can be split among themselves as well.

You should know that before you start watching that it is intentionally low key and yet that doesn't mean Wang doesn't care about where he puts the camera or how to create some striking lighting (and if sometimes it's basic rough hand-held, he and his team do well with the 16mm black and white). Importantly, Wang casts it well so these two men, Wood Moy and Mark Yaheshi, are a believable, not without friction couple of young-and-old misfits who have energies that compliment and contrast well; this is so hard to get right sometimes casting for a film that has to rest on them, many times (take it from another ragtag Independent filmmaker), especially since Wang intentionally makes it about the detours.

It's about all of the people and lives who would normally be peripheral figures in a more traditional mystery or Neo-Noir story, and while that makes some scenes a little longer or shaggier than we may be used to that is also what makes it special and more thoughtful. Chan is Missing is kind of an act of micro budget genre Smuggling, a story of a man who went missing with a stack of cash that is really about how two people talk to one another, about what's on their minds and simply what's going on in the world, and often that's something we don't get to see in American Cinema, Asian American or anyone.

In other words, maybe you won't get the Won Ton soup you ordered, but you will get a surpsising meal and just be thankful it isnt those words backwards (Not Now!) It also features a thrilling Michel Legrand score for a couple of minutes that shows what a filmmaker can do with the right music with the right suspicious-following car set piece.

Just watched the DVD, and Chan is Missing remains the one-off film it's always been - just a terrific little film. If people think the pap they call independent film today is anything but lower-budgeted mainstream film-making by people looking to get deals with majors, well, they should check out some real indy films. Thanks to companies like Miramax and Focus and others, there is no true independent film market anymore.

And a not to "laursene" - you give Chan Is Missing a pretty nice "review" or whatever one calls these amateur writings, and yet you give it one star. Brilliant. And the "novelty" song "probably from the 30s" is I Enjoy Being A Girl by Rodgers and Hammerstein, from their musical Flower Drum Song, which was hardly written in the 30s. 1957 or '58 if I recall correctly.

This movie is among the first in Asian-American cinema, and also a very excellent independent film. Very well-directed and visualized, it concerns the misdventures of two gumshoes Joe and Steve, Chinatown cab-drivers in search of the ever-elusive Chan Hong. With a variety of hilarious jokes, looks into Chinese-American culture, and witty anecdotal substance, Chan Is Missing is a classic film, infusing a tradition of mystery and drama into Asian American narrative.

This early Wayne Wang feature is made on a small budget and reflects it in many ways, both good and bad. It is totally original. The beginning is completely captivating as we follow the two cabbies' search for the missing Chan. But, the pacing and cinema verite style both become clumsy and tedious before we're halfway through. The cabbies are fun to watch, and there is an interesting twist in the end to reward those who can stay awake that long. I'd recommend his next movie, Dim Sum, much higher than Chan is Missing. Both provide marvelous views of Chinese San Francisco.