It seems as though Chinese director Wang Bing gets better and better. Each film improves on the previous one, and with this I don't mean that he improves on his aesthetics. Wang Bing stoically, stubbornly continues to pursue his traditional aesthetics, which means nothing more than that he simply films in whatever way necessary or possible. His films are not about beauty, about photographic framing, about characters walking towards a horizon and returning (see Béla Tarr). No, each of his films instead dives deeper into Wang Bing's overall aim of telling the story of his country . . .
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