Three Times refers to the triptych structure of Hou's meditation on love in different eras, but it also describes at least how many times I dozed off. I swear Hou could film a UFC match and turn it into a rigorously arty exercise in minimalism. Only the first tale has any punch, the other dissipate before their lengthy shots conclude.
The second story is a film student exercise. The rest of it, take it or leave it, as you will is brilliant. The first story quantifies the extent of where we will go to find a person that shows even a glimmer of interest in our life. The second is a standard tale of unrequited affection. It's the saddest but also the most conventional story. It doesn't deaden the impact but the silent film treatment was unnecessary and manipulative. The last is a contemporary tale of identity crisis.
The stand-out shot of Hou Hsiao-hsien's soulful triptych Three Times comes in the first of the love story threesome, hand-holding coming to signal both a people's connection to their military service and the altogether more human connection of love and passion. All in all, it's an aesthetically lush, formally passionate trilogy of love stories that engages.
Minimalist cinema without any sense of direction to it, all three segments never getting close to the emotions they pretend to have, the first failing to be a Wong Kar-Wai creation badly and the second with an arbitrary use of silent movie captions that undermines what little effect the whole work had. The entire thing feels like a luxury box of chocolates that's completely empty.
Well, the first story is excellent, the second one is ... interestingly done, and the third one is a duller and more hopeless Millenium Mambo. Enjoyable for Hou fans and maybe a good place to start for newcomers.
First segment is my favorite of the three, but overall I really liked it. Hou Hsiao-Hsien's most approachable film I've seen so far is also my favorite of his so far. That first scene is seriously incredible.
Highly conceptual, like a Kieslowski film or a Calvino novel. The same two actors play different couples in three separate stories: different time periods, in different stages of a relationship. The first is the best, then they get progressively less satisfying. What saves Three Times from a lower score is the gorgeous imagery.
All the points are for visuals. It features so many cliches and so much trite crap. Rain and Tears is no California Dreamin and this is no Chungking. It's kind of like reading Pynchon instead of Joyce or Amis instead of Nabokov. Not worth doing.
Great - and very stylishly filmed - portraits of life in three different time periods. I hoped to see them woven together in other ways than just through the use of the same actors, though. The first vignette was the strongest; the others felt a little meandering.