[font=Garamond][size=3]I was astonished by how boring [b]Hou Hsiao-Hsien[/b]'s "Flight of the Red Balloon" was. It was, as the French would say, [i]insupportable[/i] (intolerable).[/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=3][img]http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/d/dd/FlightOfTheRedBalloon.jpg/200px-FlightOfTheRedBalloon.jpg[/img][/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=3]This is the second film this year from an Asian auteur (supposed auteur) exploring foreign cultures. First we had Wong Kar-Wai's "My Blueberry Nights," which was in English, explored American culture, and had a largely American cast. Now we have Mr. Hou exploring French culture and assembling a cast led by the great French actress, [b]Juliette Binoche.[/b] Both films are insufferably boring and colossally superficial.[/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=3]Ang Lee ("The Ice Storm" and "Brokeback Mountain") is the only Asian auteur so far capable of venturing out of Asia and producing non-Asian films with penetrating insight into the foreign cultures they explore and into the humanity that unites us. I applaud Wong Kar-Wai and Hou Hsaio-Hsien for trying to follow in Ang Lee's footsteps. But they have failed miserably. I would say that Hou fails even more than Wong. At least Mr. Wong brought some extraordinary cinematography to the table. Mr. Hou doesn't even bring that.[/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=3]There is one positive thing I could say about Hou's film: it has a remarkably accurate sense of the rhythms and texture of daily Parisian life. The problem is that he imagined a Parisian family of the most ordinary sort. Yes, it's true that Hou learned what a Parisian family looks like when it's cooking dinner. Is it interesting to watch an ordinary Parisian family cook dinner? For about 10 minutes it is. After that we need something signiificant to occur to constitute a film. Hou is satisfied just to film the family cooking dinner and cleaning house. It is mind-numbingly boring.[/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=3]The film presumably is a homage to the sublime 1950s French short by Albert Lamorisse, which is perhaps the most beloved short in cinema history. But in Hou's film, the balloon almost never appears. It never has any significant role in the plot. The first couple of scenes show the balloon floating around Paris, seeming to follow a young boy played by [b]Simon Iteanu[/b]. But then we hunker down with the boy's Parisian family, which is led by Binoche's character, and we almost never see the balloon again. We just learn about the boy's (insipid) family.[/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=3]Binoche plays a divorced mother raising her son alone. The boy's father is living in Montreal. A new nanny has just been hired. She is a Chinese film student who improbably speaks fluent French. This character is an obvious doppelganger for Hou himself. She even films the boy and grows somewhat fascinated by the idea of a red balloon. She even mentions the 1950s short to which the film is presumably paying homage. [/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=3]I liked this self-referentiality, and much could have been done with it. Instead all Hou does is have this languid, dull Chinese woman walk around with a videocamera. She never says anything interesting about cinema. We don't get the slightest sense of what her life is like or what she really cares about. No one in this film seems really to care about anything, and their emptiness is not interesting to watch. It says nothing compelling about empty people.[/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=3]Binoche's character is to some degree entertaining. She is a bleached blonde who creates children's puppet shows and does have charisma. But all she ever talks about is trying to get a (boring) tenant to move out of the apartment downtairs.[/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=3]The script gives Binoche's character only mundane tasks to accomplish. I would have loved for a more interesting screenwriter to get his or her hands on this character and create something. [/size][/font][font=Garamond][size=3]Superficiality is the name of the game here, and this film gives new meaning to the word soporific.[/size][/font]