Columnist Wu Qui-Yue (the radiant Kelly Chen, the Lin Chin-Hsia for the post-MTV/Y2K generation) is about to have a bad day. She wakes up to find out that her landlord cuts off the electricity for not paying her utilities bill on time. She loses her PC files and she is pissed off. But that's just the beginning. She discovers that her first boyfriend has junked a rare jazz vinyl which she had given him in a second-hand antique store run by Cat, an affable spinster suffering from a perpetual case of acne outbreak (Teresa Mo).
Infuriated, Wu tries to buy it back but only to be told that it has been reserved for a cocky DJ Zhang (Aaron Kwok) who hosts a vinyl-only nostalgia radio program. Not only does Zhang refuse to relinquish ownership, he teases Wu's unwillingness to let go of the past on air. Wu retaliates by attacking Zhang's insensitivity. A war of words ensues. Surely, at this juncture, you don't need a map to tell you where the story is heading. Enemies bickering at first sight, it won't be long before Zhang and Wu realize that they are closet soul mates destined for each other and the interlocking of lips is imminent.
Clearly, for director Yee Chung Man (Anna Magdalena) and screenwriter An-Xi (Comrades: Almost A Love Story), the predictable coda is secondary, it's the journey of self-discovery that matters most. Anyone can relate to Wu's raging sense of betrayal when a gift once given to a loved one is out on the auction block; sentimental value is never quoted in dollars and cents.
Chen and Kwok make a cute and convincing comical couple but Chen steals the show, as the emotionally confused and eccentric writer , and makes this film great! A fresh and beautifully photographed romantic comedy. |
