Still, the remaining one, Chinatown Cinema, continues to screen regular double features on its two giant screens and laser disc versions of Hong Kong films on a third smaller one, so it is still possible to sustain a habit reasonably well in Melbourne. As befits such a large national output, Hong Kong films vary greatly in quality. I have seen examples of all, and in quite the same proportions. Still I find that I have more time for the average Hong Kong movie than I have for its Western equivalent. In the postmodern world, we know that truth is an illusion.
Nothing is revealed.
As postmodern beings, we have no hope of ever making sense of the world because there is no sense. I accept this. Yet I also acknowledge the fact that though there is no final destination, each of us is still at each and every moment journeying. The result of this attitude is a cinema that I find somehow vacuous. I want more than this.