#Song Lang

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Stills from the Vietnamese film Song Lang which give me a Man Suang vibe.

The film features a Vietnamese travelling opera group performing Cai Luong, a form of modern folk opera inspired by Chinese opera and spoken word drama.

It emerged in the early 20th Century but they often depict ancient stories with elaborate costumes.

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and he was happy forever !

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“anh có tin về chuyến du hành vượt thời gian không? | song lang by leon lê

tw // assault, suicide, blood.

*this post contains spoilers*

introduction

set in 1980’s sai gon song lang is a sobering and nostalgic film depicting the richness and tragedy of cải lương and the unlikely bond between dũng, a merciless debt collector, and linh phụng, a young cải lương singer.

i've watched my fair share of asian queer films and this is definitely one that is rich in both aesthetics and thematics. it is timeless yet attentive to time. by this i mean, this film is meticulous on its references to time and history in viet nam. it makes gestures to viet nam's french colonial period, the american war in viet nam, and also a look into a post-socialist viet nam.

i love the film's subtlety. it relies not on hypersexual scenes and shirtless men but rather the subtle nuances of intimacy and the depths of what it means to connect with someone. moments like bonding through music and games, eating noodles in the middle of the night during a power outage to sharing each other's past on the roof of dũng's apartment. or most evocative, when linh phụng sings the song written by dũng's father all while being accompanied by dũng's melodic guitar. this palpable intimacy is further illustrated in their costuming. dũng, for the first half of the movie, is dressed in muted and dull clothing while linh phụng is dressed in striking colors. as the two grow closer dũng is dressed in colors outside of his original color palette. this trade-off and negotiation between the two is what makes their bond so deep.

however, as much as i admire the bond between the two men, the substance of this film is found in its undertones. this is a film that triangualtes the legacy of capitalism in a post-socialist viet nam with queer identities and queer expression in viet nam.

dũng's death and the inevitable collapse of capitalism.

dũng's tragic death is a quintessential part in the cải lương tradition but also a poignant gesture to karl marx's idea on the inevitable collapse of capitalism. put simply, marx believed that capitalism will eventually end up destroying itself. dũng, a ruthless, unforgiving debt collector who single handedly destroyed families, embodies the nature and ideology of (western) capitalism. take for the example the scene when dũng breaks into a family's home and is greeted by two young girls. stoic and impassive as he is, he sits down and entertains the two children. their parents, who arrive home soon after, immediately recognize dũng and in a fearful panic send them to a different room. in the following scene, dũng brutally assaults the father in front of his wife and children, his fists wet in blood and sweat. he makes brief eye contact with the two children yet continues to brutalize their father in front of them. the deafening sound of the girls pleading for their father reverberates in the audience's ears. it is a heartbreaking scene. we later find out that the man's wife committed suicide and took her two children with her. dũng, evidently, unfazed by this because as advised by the loan shark "it is a part of borrowing money." in the spirit of poetic justice, dũng, with his guitar strapped to his back, anxious legs teasing the entrance of the theatre company, is stabbed by the man who he assaulted. dũng, just like the future of capitalism, was forced to face the consequences of his actions. because capitalism is violent by nature, its death must also be violent.

afterword

i hope this post encourages you experience this rich film. if not, i hope this post offers you new insight into the vietnamese cinematic landscape.

as always, thank you for reading. i greatly appreciate your time and attention.

with warmth,

phim

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what kind of Colour of Pomegranates perfection is this–

Vietnamese film I'm watching just had a bit of music that I fucking swear sounded like slightly jaunty Vietnamese auld lang syne so if you need me I'll be rolling around feral in the dirt

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All of the covers I made for my Weimar film class papers.

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in space, we're here ! gojo x reader

when speaking about satoru, you have to stifle the grin that threatens to make itself known. many think he's a handful, affectionately scoffing at your poorly concealed lovesick gaze when you mention him as if they could never imagine coming home to his antics at the end of a long day.

honestly, you're grateful for that.

the satoru you know, the satoru you love to know, isn't half as obnoxious as he attempts to be outside your four walls; no, he's gentle, quiet even. gentle in the way his hands graze your skin as you would if you were feeling the petals of a delicate flower. he's quiet first thing in the morning and last thing at night especially, dozy and soft as he reaches for you with one hand and his mug with the other, preparing his morning coffee or herbal tea before bed. he's also attentive, careful. but that spans his entire being, always observing and acting carefully whether that's on missions paired with snarky quips and remarks or at home, as he hands you his half-drunken mug of tea he's seen you eye up for the last half hour with an affectionate roll of his eyes.

he's not a completely different person, you've never been exempt from his teasing. but his words are delivered with little grins and sweet gazes, calling you out on your bed hair whilst brushing some of the strands carefully, eyes fond as he presses a kiss to your temple as you dozily lean against him.

his attentiveness is his own worst enemy he realises. the front he puts on is carefully constructed, a window that allows him to be seen without anyone getting too close. after all, being the strongest draws in the strongest enemies, the strongest hardships. he'd always thought it'd be irresponsible, unethical even, to fall in love. for someone like him whose top priority has to be the world, how could he ever prioritise just one? even so, the start of your relationship wasn't as turbulent as some would expect, you'd both argue it was the most natural progression you'd ever seen. you were bright in a way he hadn't encountered before, subdued but always there, shining slow and steady like a star. he'd once rather poetically voiced the sentiment aloud, knowing that after the initial giggle at his cheesiness, you'd understand. for someone resembling the moon, so beautifully solitary, the stars were a natural lifelong companion. it was this that had him falling into steady routines with you way easier than he thought was possible.

you were there, waiting for him at the end of long days and sullen weather, cosied up in bed and looking like the personification of comfort itself. he redacted his thoughts fast, because in moments like this, he knows he's in over his head, he's fallen fast and hard and never been so grateful to be suspended above the ground. he knows he'll continue to fall for eternity as your hands rake through his freshly washed hair every night, as you speak about your day whether it be mundane or packed to the brim. he knows even as he finally succumbs to the exhaustion weighing his body down: he'll hold no regrets so long as he can wake up to you every morning and lay with you every night.

you're grateful.

for his presence, for the weight of his head on your chest, and the tufts of his moonlit hair tickling your chin. you're grateful as your fingers trace the cool band on his finger and the mutual promise sealed with a kiss; a promise that no matter the path of his orbit around the world, you'll be the closest star.

a/n: idk what this is mjus very in love with satoru at this point and it's all coming out in convoluted metaphors and rambles pls love it thank u pookies <;33

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webtoon face casting

Shen Yuan (Firefly Wedding)

Liu Qinghe (Reborn as the Crazed Heir)

Shen Jiu (I Shall Live as a Prince)

Luo Binghe (Demon Leader’s Lover)

Ning Yingying (Pixiu’s Bakery: No Way Out)

Tianlang-Jun (I Really Love His Temper)

Zhuzhi-lang (Song of the Sky Walkers)

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songs that gives hualian vibes + lyrics 2

Eric Chou - Me And You

I like it when it's just me and you

I think by now you know it too

Not sorry if we ditch the crew

Just hope you feel the same way too

About me and you

There's not a thing that I wouldn't do

Ooh right now just to be here with you

I like you here in my arms

I like you here in my arms, ooh

Eric Chou - Something About You

And if you do just tell me you do

'Cause I can't live a day without you

There's something about you, I am addicted

There are some days we will be blue

But I will always love you

George Washington - Just The Two Of Us

I hear the crystal raindrops fall

On the window down the hall

And it becomes the morning dew

And darling when the morning comes

And I see the morning sun

I wanna be the one with you

Maggie Rogers - Love You For A Long Time

And in the mornin' when you wrap me up

I know that forever could never be enough

I feel it in my body, know it in my mind, oh, I

I'm gonna love you for a long time

I'm gonna love you for a long time

I'm gonna love you for a long time

Mitski - Heaven

Hear the storm dances outside

Something set free is running through the night

And the dark awaits us all around the corner

But here in our place, we have for the day

Can we stay a while and listen for heaven?

Heaven

Elvis Presley - Can't Help Falling in Love

Wise men say

Only fools rush in

But I can't help falling in love with you

Shall I stay?

Would it be a sin

If I can't help falling in love with you?

Like a river flows

Surely to the sea

Darling, so it goes

Some things are meant to be

Take my hand

Take my whole life, too

For I can't help falling in love with you

The Neighbourhood - Heaven

I would die for your heaven

I could lie here forever

Every night we're together

If you'd like, I'll do whatever

Sydney Rose - Turning Page

I've waited a hundred years

And I'd wait a million more for you

Nothing prepared me for

What the privilege of being yours would do

If I had only felt the warmth within your touch

If I had only seen how you smile when you blush

Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough

Well, I would have known what I've been living for all along

What I've been living for

Your love is my turning page

Where only the sweetest words remain

Every kiss is a cursive line

Every touch is a redefining phrase

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Part 1

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Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak

So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep

Sometimes —

All I need is the air that I breathe and to love you

All I need is the air that I breathe and to love you

All I need is the air that I breathe ...

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Sometimes I’ll see some fanart of Xiao Xingchen and just go, oh so that’s where mxtx got her inspiration for Xie Lian

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Quick little timelapse of the lotus pond frame for the HuaLian animatic I'm working on. Sound on if you like chill songs that match the video pretty well :)

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