The Hole

Tsai Ming really creates a powerful contrast between the crumbling virus infested world and the musical numbers that are nothing more than manifestations of hidden romantic desires from the protagonists...mostly hers, given that she is the one singing all of them.

But like any film that leaves the viewer to figure out what the author wanted to convey, it's hit or miss. Even if it captured me for a minute or two, I felt that the work involved in getting to know this film doesn't really pay off. It's ultimately so niche that it is going to be appreciated for its exotic and quirky nature and not a universal truth everyone can identify with.

I will look for other films from this director. Maybe I will get more out of others. Goodbye Dragon Inn sure was one of them.

This Taiwanese film interleaves two worlds: the external and prosaic existence of its two central characters, a man and a woman who inhabit a bleak urban landscape of decaying apartment buildings; and their internal thoughts and feelings which take the cinematic form of Hollywood-style song-and-dance numbers. A hole which is created in the ceiling between two apartments becomes a means for communication between the apartments' solitary occupants - conventional methods of contact are available, but are not utilised, for reasons never fully explained. The action unfolds with an almost unbearable slowness, reflecting the characters' lack of any sense of purpose or direction. In spite of (perhaps because of) this, it remains a rewarding and, at times, amusing tale, which is worth looking out for.

It's less visceral than the only other Tsai film I've seen ("Vive L'amour"), but the idea of doorways (holes) into others' emotions and existences is vividly portrayed here, as Tsai sets up long shot after long shot, usually with long takes, suggesting a sense of alienation in Taipei. The musical interludes, inspired by Grace Chang, are perplexing but welcome mile-markers that add new dimensions to the slowly evolving relationship between the young man upstairs and the woman downstairs. It's not necessarily an easy film to watch (although it's not heavy-handed by any means), so I'd warn any casual viewers who are looking for some "indie" entertainment (like Tarantino or Guy Ritchie). But if you'd like to know something about isolation among city-dwellers in Taiwan, and something more universal about city alienation and romantic yearning, then watch this film immediately.

The whole world is falling prey to a lethal disease, and rain never stops pouring down : nevertheless, in this atmosphere of nightmare, a man and a woman discover that they are neighbors, thanks to a hole in the floor of the man's apartment. They fall in love : at least, all would not have been lost. Although this wonderful film expresses the loneliness and the weakness of human being, there is also some room for hope, in the shiny singing scenes.

This film is a must see if it comes to your city. It doesn't have much dialogue and the subject matter is very dark. I was very surprised with how the story progressed. Also, there is a lot of tongue in cheek humor sprinkled throughout.