Movie Review: Enthralled/愛.尋.迷

Chip Tsao is a popular Hong Kong columnist and author. And now he’s a scrīpt writer and a movie director.

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I can’t wait to read Wong Jing writing about politics. 

Because it’s bound to be better than this god-awful piece of sh*t masquerading as a movie.

Enthralled/愛.尋.迷 is the story of three friends, schoolmates whose lives take three very different paths. 

And just like the movie, all those paths lead… nowhere.

The opening of the film kinda tells you everything you need to know:

A jump scare into a John Milton quote.

Wow. This movie must be important.  

And the director must be too.  Because he appears in a scene while the opening credits are still rolling.

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Tremble with laughter. His first line is blatantly dubbed.

Nice job, jerkoff.  

But wait. He’s not done yet being artistic.  **Enthralled/愛.尋.迷 has one of those oh-so-hip late title cards, where it finally shows up a good way into the movie.**

And after that… it’s June 1989.

SEE? IN CASE YOU MISSED IT, THIS MOVIE IS POLITICAL!!!

This isolation metaphor is the subtlest thing in this pile of fail. 

Not political enough to have the b@lls to say Chief Executive, though; one of the plots has to do with an election in Hong Kong.

For m.

 And considering how well Chip Tsao speaks English, if that’s a subtitle error… he’s still at fault.

Everything in this movie is delivered with such a clumsy,  didactic sledgehammer you could use the DVD to knock down buildings.

He did manage one thing; **Enthralled/愛.尋.迷  could never play in Mainland China. Because apparently it involves time travel.**

Back in 1989, the television screen is showing something contemporary.

With a very legible logo for DVD Creator.

But the whole movie is that way.

This movie.

Here’s a few (more) lowlights.

Guess what? Lymphoma doesn’t give you Alzheimer’s.

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Could be naive enough not to notice the most obvious crossdresser since Eddie Izzard?

Two people are kissing, and then there’s a jump cut to someone chopping up a roast duck. 

Huh?

***Enthralled/愛.尋.迷* ’s climax evokes Alfred Hitcock’s .**

Because the visual effects look like they were done in f@#$ing 1942.

It’s so monumentally bad that I laughed my ass off, and if it offended anyone in the cinema, now they know  how I felt about them talking on their Godd@mned phones during the whole movie. 

Two people involved in a non-financially motivated sexual encounter have ALL the lights on in the hotel room.  And the guy has an absolutely blank stare the whole time.

But don’t pity him. 

Now we know how she got the role…

These characters are unlikable , filthy humans who are so one-dimensional it’s .

 These characters are so badly written that blaming the actors would simply be unfair.

   These characters couldn’t be brought to life by a tag-team of Victor Frankenstein and Jesus.

 This whole movie is self-indulgent, clumsy, slow, and just… awful.

 The foreshadowing in this film is .

 With the next plot point written on it in fluorescent spray paint.

 Wilson Chin could have done a better job of directing this trash.

 And he’s .

 But I want you to watch **Enthralled/愛.尋.迷 .**

Really, I do. 

It’s such a monumental wallow through a cinematic slop trough that it may be one of the funniest, most entertaining films I’ve seen this year.

For all the wrong reasons.

The best thing I can say about this movie is that it goes so far past horrendous that it actually comes back around to side-splittingly ridiculous.

At this point, I’ll take what I can get.