The film of Wong Kar Wai’s first English language feature, "My Blueberry Nights" is a kind of insincere talk. Born and I regard our attendence as a support for a local director, rather than having high articulation. To no surprise, it is really bad - not only in the weak storyline but also on the message delivered, the acting, the rhythms and even art direction and music. After stripping off his oeuvre of his Hong Kong nostalgic mood, the movie highlighted all the weakness of the director. The fact of having no good director from Hong Kong really saddens me.
