I loved seeing Gong Li, who was still getting it done at age 54, and the black and white cinematography has a certain style to it, even if the beautiful French Concession area in Shanghai was probably underutilized. The needlessly complicated story is the main issue, however. It's understandable what's happening with broad brush strokes, but quite muddled in the details. There are too many characters, none of whom are developed properly, and too many spies/agents afoot. Even the romantic moments feel dull. On top of it, director Lou Ye mixed in some meta play-within-the-film stuff which added nothing, and blurred things further. It felt every bit of 126 minutes and then some, livening up during the big shootout scenes, but then crawling ponderously to its finish. This was a slog, and a disappointment.
Review of Saturday Fiction
