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Concrete Utopia (2023)
Directed by Eom Tae-hwa
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woundedheartwithin · 1 year
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I Come with the Rain (2009)
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faytelumos · 6 months
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Dude.
Hon'.
Bro.
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Imagine my surprise and confusion when I thought Mads Mikkelsen was in Squid Game for .04 seconds.
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neovallense · 11 days
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Concrete Utopia (id, 2023)
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anamon-book · 1 year
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誰にでも秘密がある 東宝(株)出版・商品事業室 監督=チャン・ヒョンス/出演:イ・ビョンホン、チェ・ジウ、チュ・サンミ、キム・ヒョジン ほか
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andaniellight · 8 months
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something something i'd know you blind, i'd know you in death, at the end of the world something something
okay sorry I'm back again with my bullshit again with these two because I just noticed (from another watching session, again) this tiny little detail at the beginning where Hyunsoo first noticed Jaehyuk at the airport
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Hyunsoo actually was checking his phone THE WHOLE. FUCKING TIME. HE'S WALKING ACROSS JAEHYUK.
He had his head down probably checking the weather, his schedule and other things on his phone !!!
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He shouldn't be able to notice he's passing Jaehyuk with his daughter then, right??? Look at it. He kept looking down at his phone as Jaehyuk walked straight ahead, even as they're about to pass each other-
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EVEN WHEN THEY'RE FINALLY PARALLELED..... side by side as they headed to different directions, Hyunsoo would NOT be able to KNOW it's Jaehyuk... the man should've only been a blur on the corner of his eye.......... and yet...................
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HMMM................................................
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HMMMMMMMMMMMM OKAY YEAH SURE.
Either way! There's no way in Hell Jaehyuk wasn't someone who's always been part of Hyunsoo's intense routine, someone SO important to Hyunsoo before he lost his wife, if he could recognize Jaehyuk by the blurry side profile alone in the crowd on his way to the one job that connected him to Jaehyuk, his dead wife, and everything in between
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sloshed-cinema · 8 months
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Joint Security Area [공동경비구역 JSA] (2000)
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A picture really does say a thousand words. The final image of Park Chan-wook’s DMZ character study perfectly sums up the relationship between its four central characters as well as the overall tone that it sets in examining the human consequences of such a specific and thoroughly enforced piece of diplomatic work. The monochrome photograph captures Sgt Oh’s wry expression, Pvt Jeong grinning as he marches in the background, Pvt Nam against the wall and Sgt Lee moving to block the lens. There’s an irreverence hiding in plain sight here, a secret pact which Park teases out over the course of this military thriller. But even more brilliantly, the taking of the image itself served as a character beat earlier in the film. While it’s not the first time we meet Sgt Oh, this is his first true reveal, making the choice to hand a tourist’s hat which has blown over into the DPRK back over to the ROK. He’s stiff and militaristic, but capable of making humanistic gestures, we see here. Throughout the rest of the film, he is perhaps the levelest mind in the room. Though fervent in his dedication to the DPRK in his words, Oh seems to value the lives of those he cares about more when things get tense. He uses this zealotry to purposefully, perhaps, sabotage a cross-examination when Lee looks about to break and perhaps damage his future, and as we come to learn about the confrontation which sparked the investigation and film, Oh works to protect his brethren on the southern side of the border even after his comrade is shot. He’s a good man. They’re all good men, on some level. The central idyll is like a warm blanket were it not for the knowledge that this is doomed to fail violently, nightly gatherings of camaraderie. But we come as an audience to enjoy their time together goofing off and swapping cigarettes and stories. It’s a connection not seen anywhere else in this world of strict and arbitrary ceremony and custom. Even the woman investigating the incident, Swiss negotiator Maj Jean, is separated from her intimate connections, her father’s past as a North Korean general weaponized and herself distant from him. Everything is defined by this line in the sand, and yet four men found a way to step across it. If only for a moment. Neither Lee nor Nam escape the fallout, and Oh can only find the release of discharge. It’s a moment in time, a snapshot.
Director Park uses flashbacks and perspective to spool out the different potential truths at hand before revealing the full facts of the matter. It’s well-executed, but not exactly anything novel. What is more interesting is his effortless as usual command of visual storytelling through editing and motifs. Borders are at once very important and completely frivolous, as exemplified by the concrete band defining the split between the two territories. ROK soldiers line up in drills to shoot moving targets from a model version of this setup, but those same soldiers from both sides will in other instances line up to swap cigarettes and hunt rabbit in a whole different kind of war-game. Our secret friends become increasingly juvenile during their duties, early on making threats about shadows crossing the border, which escalates to a spitting contest. They can’t even maintain a straight face when on duty facing off against one another, which makes their later face-to-face encounter at deposition, when there can be no falsehood, all the more heartbreaking. Later, mulling her options, Jean walks back and forth on that line like it’s a tightrope, balancing geopolitical consequences. Park is never twee or kumbahyah, we should all just get along about it: klaxons warn of imminent invasion and the ROK border defense react, our central quartet mull the consequences of invasion and how they would have to shoot each other in such a scenario. He's not naive, but Park does arch his brow at the theatrics of it all.
Underneath all of this is a heavy layer of queer subtext. It’s almost full-on text, just have an orgy! The one thing holding this film back. Nothing’s perfect. But there’s a definite longing between these four, especially Nam and Jeong. The secrecy of night can hide these normal interactions which the outer world condemns. Further overtures are made and blissfully received as Nam witnesses a mirror being flashed from across the border and practically exits this plane of existence. Jeong enjoys the arts and receives his birthday gift rhapsodically. Coded messages—the passing of a Yankee lighter, whistling—take the place of conventional conversation. The memento of the landmine fuse intertwines intimacy of that first meeting with danger, a Very Queer Thing. Nam paints a dark line under his eye akin to Oh’s scar in homage to him. That’s right, I’m going full tinfoil here, this will DEFINITELY fit into my Grand Unified Gay Theory come hell or high water.
THE RULES
SIP
Someone says 'Commie' or 'bullet'.
A car with a diplomat flag on its hood appears in a scene.
Someone names a nation.
BIG DRINK
A flashback begins.
CGI(?) birds? Are birds real?
Song Kang-ho whistles.
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2015mai24 · 1 month
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Lee Byung-hun, actor
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3080ti · 2 years
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A Bittersweet Life (2005), dir. Kim Jee-woon
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k-star-holic · 10 months
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Lee Byung-hun Becomes Young Tak'..Um Tae-hwa Director "Lee Byung-hun Acting = Real Movie" (Concrete Utopia)
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genkinahito · 4 months
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Concrete Utopia 콘크리트 유토피아 (2023) Director: Um Tae-hwa [Chicago International Film Festival 2023]
Concrete Utopia    콘크리트 유토피아  「Konkeuriteu Yutopia」 Release Date: 2023 Duration: 130 mins. Director: Um Tae-hwa Writer: Um Tae-hwa, Lee Shin-ji (Screenplay), Starring: Lee Byung-hun, Park Seo-joon, Park Bo-young, Kim Sun-young, Park Ji-hu, Kim Sum-young,  IMDB Based on a webtoon called Cheerful Outcast, by Kim Sung-nyung, Concrete Utopia is a disaster movie freighted with social critique…
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rahafi · 2 years
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kaipanzero · 2 years
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G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra (2009)
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woundedheartwithin · 1 year
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I Come with the Rain (2009)
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moviemosaics · 2 years
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Joint Security Area
directed by Park Chan-wook, 2000
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andaniellight · 2 years
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ANYWAYS. anyways, love in or as a second chance is so good. so fucking good it’s so tragic sometimes. it honestly hit me harder than i expected: i survive on a second chance / i feel your love second-hand / it's someone else's flowers on the table / but I don't mind. it’s been years since i (no. not) killed your wife, and i spent every waking hour of re-evaluating the decision i made that day. i went to school for years to be like you (to be like who i used to), and it’s not merely a childhood dream of mine to be amongst the clouds. but. despite the never-ending recalculation; of whether i made the very right one to save all those people, still your wife wouldn’t come back to you. 
and i am so sorry. i didn’t kill her, and what i did was not wrong, i swear. i’ve said it so many times, have reassured it countless of times. in the papers stained with my signature.  in front of you, until i fell on your feet and they had to drag you away and the glass doors near snapped from swinging so harshly.  on the side shore the first time my daughter’s habit on scratching her arm slipped from my mind so i had to wipe off the dots of blood from it much later. i am still sorry even though i knew it. i am still sorry you had to resent me, packed it all in just for yourself to drown in it. i am sorry you must’ve known this too. i am sorry i still wouldn’t turn back time to trade all those lives just to bring her back to your home.
i did not...kill your wife. and my daughter has been asking about how you doing after i told the world about the consequences of my action. even after all the terror, hours of me almost losing you as well, i wonder if it would change your heart even just the slightest back then: to see the somber adoration my daughter had for your wife’s bravery, all pouring in her eyes and gentle mending. back then, she’s so much younger. so much smaller. yet all she did was telling me, “isn’t that what confused people usually do, dad? aren’t you good at making me not confused anymore? why don’t you try with him too?”
i don’t think my daughter has known you that deep. i remember only once, before that tragedy, she ever met you, and yet she couldn’t just forget about how kind you looked, how i allowed you, a stranger to her, to give her sweets from your front pockets. maybe my wish and my ex-wife's hope for her to be an excellent girl takes a root in her soul way too quickly, because she believed you can be reasoned for this sentimental issue. she believed that you’re a good man, just like her dad, if not more. that’s also probably why i kept dreaming about you around darkest hours before dawn sometimes even though i started to become exhausted of crying in guilt. that’s probably why i kept this ache in my heart every time i hear airplanes overhead, and tried my hardest to not think about you. the less smile framing your young, tired face. that red rage you spat on me out of the office before i left.
i almost couldn’t remember your laugh, you know. can you even believe that? you used to smile easily, speak so warmly even the morning sun would sometimes feel ashamed. and for some reasons, even though i know i did not kill your wife, it still - breaks my heart to even try not to think about you. to even try felt so impossible to me, do you hear me? i felt like i lost more than i could save, i often wondered: what have you done to me? and it's only repeating back at me, too, in your ghostly voice: what have you done to me?
at the end of the day, my daughter was right, of course. it is already such brightest luck ever to be given a second-chance for me in my life. but when it comes from you? you did more than that. you forgave me. you forgave me, even when you weren't there when i made that decision, resulting your wife's sacrifice. you forgave me, and you wanted something to blame. someone to carry those painful wounds inside instead of you, and you chose me. you couldn't help but to choose me, and i understand. just like i couldn't help but to submit to this homesickness that has been occupying my mind since the last time i saw you, i understood. since the last time i saw our city from above the clouds, i kept saying i did nothing wrong, i did all i could, because within my heart i know i should be the one enduring the pain that has taken your warmth from yourself. i kept denying that homesickness just to endure it since last time you softened your features just to look at me from next to you trying to breach critical eleven.
now look at me. i think i'm going to fall on your feet again after all this, if you want me to. the stretchers and oxygen tubes weren't enough for everyone even though the cars are all over the place, but i had to be strong for my little girl. i'm sorry i couldn't follow you to the same hospital to tell you that you will be okay. i promise the next time i show up at your door, i will no longer bring someone else's flowers. promise me the next time i fall on your feet you don't have to even smile at me to say 'i forgive you'. i am promising my daughter so many things as she recovers so very closely to you, and allowing her to help me help you to be on your feet again will be one of them.
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