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Green Thoughts

Country: China, United Kingdom, Language: English, Chinese, French, 28 mins

  • Director: William Hong-Xiao Wei
  • Writer: William Hong-Xiao Wei
  • Producer: William Hong-Xiao Wei

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Read the blurb...otherwise, it's an incomprehensible, monotonously long experiment!


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The(ir) Blurb...

Encounter and farewell, as well as about loss, absence, and remembrance of some transient moments falling and fading. Rejecting a particular storyline or narrative logic, the film is a composition of the subtle shifts in sentiment.

With GREEN THOUGHTS, young director William Hong-xiao Wei takes us on a journey under the auspices of Emily Dickinson’s world. Early in the film, we catch a glimpse of a volume of poetry, by way of a clue, and then we hear the mysterious verses of the poet: “It was not Death, for I stood up, And all the Dead, lie down It was not Night, for all the Bells Put out their Tongues, for Noon.” The dying love between two young women – one writes, the other takes photographs – are an opportunity to immerse ourselves in image, time and sensations. When the writer asks – as if to us as well – “where are we?”, the young photographer answers: “somewhere, in the world”, and then adds: “somewhere, in the past”.