My Blueberry Nights

My Blueberry Nights does not fall short of delivering that soft touch, that dreamy, bittersweet, spell-binding atmosphere we just love to sit in for a Kar-Wai movie for. We are floating on the waves of dark and lurid colours interplaying, moods changing from desperate to hope-inducing and from nostalgic to disillusioned. But the promise of something that will lead us back to the path of love turning round the corner the very next moment is never completely lost.

The fate of all relationships is present in the very first seconds of two people meeting each other, however, sometimes weeks, months, years have to pass by until they can own up to and live that predestination. Like in the case of Jeremy, an English restaurateur in New York and Lizzie, an undecided young girl from „Illusionland". They both need to start out on their own journey – either in a physical sense or, in Jeremy's case, emotionally – to find their way back to where they started.

Kar-Wai's movie is, as always, slow-paced, very emotional – every vibration of the spirit accentuated by the songs and lyrics of Norah Jones –, with situations not very likely to occur in everyday life. But is this not what we daydream about every stolen minute of our lives? Stolen from the mundane, soul-killing, automatized routine of our days.

Norah Jones' acting is better than you would think, while Jude Law is great as always. Smooth and charming. Makes you believe that a cute English accent (contrary to what is stated in the film, his is not Mancunian) can get you real privileges in the States.