Lust, Caution

Lust, Caution is strangely, a movie that would have gotten very little notice, save for the explicit sex scenes. Not that it didn't deserve some of the press, as it's actually a pretty good film, with very strong performances from the good Tony Leung (now matching the not as good Tony Leung as Good Actors Whose Penises (Or Balls) I've Seen (GAWPOBIS? nah, not going to add the tag)), Wei Tang, and Joan Chen, among others much less known. Sure, it's a little too long, and the sex scenes are almost completely gratuitous. Yes, seeing Wei Tang naked was gratuitous (but only in the idea that it does little to show how obsessed with each other they are sexually). I am, however, very proud of everyone who allowed those scenes to be left uncut in the final version. However, the length of the film, along with a fairly basic plot means that it isn't quite as enjoyable as Black Book, which was trashy fun with not as many sex scenes, another movie about a woman having lots of sex with an evil man during World War II. Speaking of sex, the most disturbing part of the film was the initial rape scene. Rape is always disturbing.

Also, for some terrible human people, read the IMDB message boards for the movie, and just wallow in the misogynistic (Wong is a slut for falling for Mr. Yee), homophobic (OMG, thank god I didn't see Tony Leung's penis), and racist (Asians are hairy and weird) postings. And then enjoy the occasional post that's actually intelligent and well-thought out.