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Made at the same time as the ghost film, "Legend in the Mountain", "Raining in the Mountain" is in some ways a more traditional film for King Hu. His aesthetic is old fashioned in some ways and more akin to the New Wave of Mainland China. Regardless he tries to experiment and that's what makes a King Hu film fascinating to watch.

An ailing temple Abbot has summoned his best laymen friends to assist in the choosing of a new Abbot from among the monks. One a businessman brings along a woman and a servant. Another, who is a general and district governor brings along a shady lieutenant. Both friends seem to have ulterior motives in their visit and that turns out to be the theft of a rare scroll kept in a storeroom. In addition, another friend of the Abbot arrives. He is an elderly man who, despite being a layperson, has a deeper understanding of Buddhism then most monks. Oddly, he is accompanied by dozens of women who carry his palanquin. Finally, by coincidence, a convict is delivered to the temple to be reformed into a monk. The cast of characters is assembled.

First off, for all fans of King Hu martial art extravaganzas, there are only three fight scenes in the whole film, the first being at 50 minutes in, a second short fight about fifteen minutes later and the third extended fight about 1 hour and 40 minutes in. They are all well done in King Hu's abstract but lively style. There is more going on in this film than an excuse for action.

It takes about ten minutes before we have any idea about the story of the film. Up until then it's a series of attractive shots of mountains, fall foliage and eventually the temple while the businessman and his entourage travel. The photography in this film is great from beginning to end. The Chinese traditional inspired music is very good as well. The story is good despite some plot holes and some predictable twists. The Buddhist philosophy and the dialog were very interesting to me.

Overlong at 2 hours and missing dramatic tension at the climax, it's still an above average film from Taiwan. I am not sure what the "raining" in the title refers to since it's bone dry for the entire film except for one shot at the beginning.

Sometime during the Ming Dynasty in China, the elderly abbot of a remote Buddhist monastery is aware of his impending death and trying to decide which one of his monk disciples would be the most suitable to become his successor. To help him decide, the abbot has invited three guests to the monastery: a wealthy merchant Wen (Yueh Sun), a powerful General Wang (Feng Tien) and a wise scholar Wu Wai (Chia-hsiang Wu). The first two have more on their minds though, as both are after a priceless scroll of wisdom that is hidden in the monastery's library. Wen is assisted by two master thieves, the female White Fox (Feng Hsu) and a quiet man called Gold Lock (Ming-tsai Wu), while Wang has the local police chief Chang Cheng as his sidekick. The monks of the monastery also have their own ideas regarding the abbot's decision, and many schemes and clashes follow when everybody pursuits their own personal goals.

Director King Hu's calm, beautiful style becomes evident immediately during the first scenes of the film where Wen and his assistants are walking towards the monastery; the gorgeous scenery, grandiose music and flowing, long costumes all set the mood for the whole story. The large monastery itself looks wonderful too and provides an excellent backdrop for the plot that is about to start. Among the best scenes is White Fox and Gold Lock's long run through the yards and hallways to the library, all the while avoiding the monks by quickly jumping out of sight and hiding in whatever place is available when anybody passes them. As all this is presented with little dialogue and only accompanied by highly atmospheric percussion and zither-driven music, the whole sequence ranks among the most suspenseful I've seen in a long time.

Even though the film may have been advertised as a martial arts tale, the fighting is rather sparse (the first clash only occurs 50 minutes into the story and the action properly gets going only at the very end). The stylized ending battles in the autumny forest are excellent though and more than enough to satisfy any wuxia fan. Besides the fights and the sneaking sequences, the huge group scenes with hundreds of monks at the front yard look marvelous too. The film's dynamic direction, camera work, mise-en-scène and cinematography are so consistently jaw-dropping that it is really difficult to find anything to criticize in the film; everything is in perfect balance. The comedic scheming of Wen and Wang, the complaints of the disgruntled monks, the wire-work during the fights, the bright colours everywhere... just magnificent.

The underlying theme of Raining in the Mountain is the importance of giving up any feelings of greed in the spirit of Buddhism. Wen and Wang's obsession about the supposedly priceless scroll doesn't help them to achieve happiness, while the abbot repeatedly mentions that the scroll's power lies in its written message, not in the object itself. With so many thoroughly enjoyable details in one movie, the two hours of its runtime practically fly by when watching the film. In brief, Raining in the Mountain is heartily recommended to anyone with even a faintest interest in Asian cinema.

It's amazing that a film as accomplished as this can fade from the collective memory - or at least the IMDb as a representation of it.

At a time when the Hong Kong industry was churning out its most popular product to a schedule, their greatest director King Hu took his crew off into a remote area and filmed this and LEGEND OF THE MOUNTAIN both featuring his elegant star and producer to be Hsu Feng.

Don't let anyone kid you that this is a work of art removed from the crass commerce of the Shaw Brothers and the rest but it is one clearly more seriously undertaken in the same tradition of the swordsman film.

They build up to the acrobatics in a way that gives them, if not plausibility, at a least suitable place in the film. The one piece if violence - White Fox murdering the lieutenant - is neatly turned into a grim joke. Plausibility is also derived from the detail of monastery life. No kung fu monks here. The inhabitants are spooked at the thought of working for a living too.

However this and the robbery plot are secondary to the beauty of the wide screen imagery, with each position in a camera movement a perfectly judged composition. The viewer carries away a sense treat memory of fabric, stone, foliage and water inhabited by attention getting characters.

Raining on the Mountain is a sorely neglected little gem of a Chinese flick. I would say "kung fu flick", but that's almost wholly untrue. There are several fight scenes (most notably near the climax), but the film seems much more interested in the fluidity and the composition of these scenes than the actual viscera of the bloody mouths and body blows. There's a sort of extravagant economy of motion here: everything is done for the effect, but nothing feels gratuitous or superfluous; it's simply done so well that you breeze through without giving it a thought. A good portion of this film consists of people running, ducking and hiding behind things, but Hu, being behind the pen, behind the camera and apparently behind the editing equipment as well, presents the entire film like a dance, no matter what they're doing.

The plot concerns a number of characters scheming towards two major aims inside a Buddhist monastery: an esquire and a general both looking to obtain a priceless handwritten scroll from their library, using various means (including a faux-concubine and her bandana-clad partner-in-crime) to obtain it. Additionally, the abbot of the monastery is looking for a successor, and several of the monks are attempting to get a good word for their names through less than legitimate means: namely, getting the esquire or the general to put in a good word by assisting them in getting the scroll. The other major plot point involves a former thief (convicted, but claims falsely accused) being hounded by the lieutenant that put him behind bars, and the two of them getting into various scraps, and coming off like wounded children.

The film I was more reminded of (at least in a superficial way) was Miyazaki's The 47 Ronin. Both films have action, but aren't overly concerned with the action so much as with how the action is executed. Neither film is particularly substantial plotwise, but both exert special attention to the minutiae of politicking, and their power comes with how that plot is carried out. Just as Raining on the Mountain is mostly people dodging enough and slinking away, The 47 Ronin is a film that consists mostly of people running into rooms and informing the occupants of exciting things happening outside, and yet, both are captivating because of how they present their wares. While it occasionally grinds to a bit of a halt when it focuses on the abbot appointing, Raining on the Mountain is an evocative, sensual, breathtaking and above all enjoyable film, and with a surprisingly light, fun storyline, a memorable cast of characters, and a thrilling conclusion, it's a film I'd gladly recommend to anybody that can obtain it.

{Grade: 8.5/10 (B+) / #10 (of 24) of 1979}

Gorgeous visuals, contemplative story. I loved the quiet tension in this film, with its emphasis on scheming, and the martial arts scenes left in a minor key. The setting is a venerable Buddhist monastery which is about to have its elderly abbot retire. In contrast to his enlightened wisdom, rival visitors come in the hopes of getting their hands on a valuable ancient scroll. Its real value is in its message, says the abbot, but his words fall on deaf ears. In one telling moment, one of them doesn't even read it when he has a chance, caring only about its monetary value, the antithesis of why it was created. Meanwhile, in a nice parallel, rival monks vie to become selected as the new abbot, and are dismayed when an ex-criminal is chosen.

There are many outwardly respectable characters in this film, but few have pure hearts. Much of the film is comprised of their maneuverings, set to lush imagery and a soundtrack in perfect harmony with it. There is a wonderful sense of awareness that the abbot(s) have about what's going on around them - they're not off in the clouds or naïve about human nature, but at the same time, they demonstrate patience, kindness, deliberation, simplicity, and resoluteness. The film seems to be a meditation on practicing Buddhism in the face of human ambition, something applicable to everyday life.

I believe the title (Chinese characters not allowed by IMDb) is a reference to an idiom also used in the first line of Fei Ming's poem, 'The Soaring Dust of the Mortal Realm,' which itself refers to our all-too-human lives being tainted by the 'dust' of worldly desires. From translator Yilin Wang:

"The phrases in the poem pose similar difficulties for translation. Both idioms not only refer to supernatural miracles, but also allude to Buddhist and Daoist worldviews respectively. For example, on a literal level, (the characters that make up the title of this film) paints a mythical scene of empty mountains and mythical rain. But though the first character could be translated literally as "empty," it does not have connotations of absence, lack, and nothingness; instead, it has an airy and meditative quality, and can allude to sunyata, a complex Buddhist idea about being open and letting go. The third character also doesn't just mean magical or mythical; it implies the rain is flowing with a spiritual or sacred energy, possessing a sense of self-awareness present in all beings, which allows the rain to fall exactly at the right moment. Thus, the title is not merely a description of scenery, but a depiction of a spiritual and supernatural phenomenon that is deeply moving and transcendental."

I see the film title as thus a reference to the old abbot, who knows he needs to let go, and moves along effortlessly, in complete harmony with the world. His final scene was simply perfect. There is a parallel to the new abbot knowing what he should ultimately do with the ancient scroll, which was brilliant too.