Ah TonyTonyTony, you sexiest of the sexiest god/beast/bastard. There’s no way I’m not watching Grandmaster in Cantonese. Cantonese is not the sexiest dialect by far, mine sounds like a constant buzzing of quarrels. Tony’s suave, moody jazz to my ears.
IF it’s up to me, I would have him read every chinese word. Triple the joy: literature, his perfect Canto, and me tripping somewhere and doing things to him (excuse my filthy little mind)
But I do hate him, and WKW. These 2 combined is the end of me. One reminder of their handiwork, I wanna rewatch my WHOLE collection of WKWxTonyLeung. I can’t do it, that is on my very urgent dreamlist of things to do on my next himono-onna ‘vacay’.
A fanfantabulous tribute:
It’s really not right to make IpMan this suave, this sexy Tony (+WKW)!!
There are movies, that lingers and lingers in your mind. In the Mood of Love is one of them for me. I don’t think the movie itself is absolutely masterpiece, but it’s a movie made up of snippets after snippets of my favorite scenes that I can never ever get tired looking at, appreciating just how almost too stunningly heartbreakingly beautiful every single element is, this is one of the txtbk example, and I have the exact thought of someone who commented only Tony can be cool eating a wonton, and us…wanton :
But this is my favorite scene (ok, one of the fav, the Angkor Wut scene is extremely hard to beat): in my eyes, this scene is crowded by 4 characters, 2 couples (any way and combo), and all the prettiest 60s inanimate objects occupying the space r silent witness to a charged exchange of emotions, of love lost, or affairs confirmed. I don’t think every gesture, every tiniest detail in this scene is not by meticulous design. I love this so so much.
But my first hyperventilation/fangirly cinematic moment, the exact moment Tony Leung is a movie god to me:
So iconic even Stephen Chow did a parody in one of his tightest most brilliant
and I insist this Binnie Chocolate CF is heavily inspired by that 2 min of cinema magic:
imo, this is the pitiest most regretable cut ever, left out of In the Mood of Love:
ChungKing Express will forever be my sentimental fav, it’s my cool comfy blankie, enveloping me of sounds, smells, moods of the 90s urban HK, when I was off in college, missing home miserably. And yup, I’m off to rewatch it tonite.
It’s the ending. Tony, oh Tony, ur eyes, ur smiles! I’ve seen this scene 234671231 times, but I can’t still take in what Tony’s said, I’m just too full with jitters fr his hotness. Faye is demonstrating how to survive semi-unscorched under his stares: shades, avoiding direct contact, and go off in silly tangents of chatters and still…. ie It’s humanly impossible.
But 2046 gives us endless gorgeous tributes, this is a smashing musical one. You know when u r watching these super stars, WKW captured the epitome of their glory. They’ll never ever have more to say, to evoke on film:
WKW, you slick sick sly fox. You are not going to do this to me every time you leak out just the tiniest bit of Grandmaster goodness. ARGHHH!