Beautiful

Wong Kar-Wai first foray into mainstream cinema, My Blueberry Nights, looks and feels like an Indie movie. The camera drifts around the characters, often shooting through glass or transparent objects. Images are over exposed, under exposed, time slows and accelerates at a moments glance.

Wong Kar-Wai has managed to keep his die-hard fans content whilst opening up his world to a new Western audience.

The story follows Elizabeth (Norah Jones) who stumbles upon Jeremy's (Jude Law) cafe in New York City one night looking for her boyfriend who she discovers is cheating on her.

She returns several times, eating blueberry pies along the way. In fact Elizabeth loves her pie so much she manages to consume an entire pie, falling asleep with pie remnants around her mouth. Jeremy then proceeds to kiss the pie from around her face – one of the most disturbing screen kisses of recent memory.

Elizabeth disappears on a road trip across the states taking up jobs in various diners observing the way couples interact along the way. She encounters policeman Arnie (David Strathairn) and his wife Sue Lynne (Rachel Weisz) who left him and Leslie (Natalie Portman) an insecure extrovert with a penchant for gambling.

The film is essentially three short stories bound together with Elizabeth's journey.

My Blueberry Nights signifies a true auteur at work, a truly unique voice that transcends language. Wong Kar-Wai paints with music, food, light, time and colour painting a canvas for the colourful characters throughout the film to project on.

Norah Jones, who doesn't actually say much throughout the movie, is a revelation. The only disappointment in the film is the mediocre Jude Law who for some unthinkable reason, has a Mancunian accent. Rachael Weisz and David Strathairn, however give Oscar worthy performances.

I fell in love with My Blueberry Nights, a rare cinematic treat with a stunning soundtrack. This film of immeasurable beauty is a romantic, emotional journey, breathtakingly realised.