I'd avoided watching In the Mood for Love for, well for over a decade. Because I'm never in the mood for love, much less romance
, and the film was billed as a romantic film par excellence. My loss.
The film follows the arrested relationship between two neighbours, Mrs. Chan and Mr. Chow, who come to realize that their spouses are cheating with each other. Both Chan and Chow agree to refrain from pursuing an affair themselves, but tacitly agree to flirt with their growing attraction for each other, making for all manner of heated intrigue and play in which the most mundane exchanges become supercharged with innuendo and unspoken desire.
The moodiness of this stunning film is as saturated as its palette. Lush, sultry, seductive - its every scene is pregnant with intimations of passionate longing that practically bleed across the screen with its rich crimsons and carmines. Heightened with daring compositions and masterfully executed cinematography, In the Mood for Love is as much about a love for cinema as it is about a love story.