Reflecting on the enduring beauty of Wong Kar-Wai’s masterpiece, two decades after its release.

I’ve yet to see a Wong film that didn’t impress me on some level, but I’ll admit it was difficult to make it through Ashes of Time.

An entirely logical, if sometimes sorely flawed, follow-up to Wong Kar Wai’s In the Mood for Love.

A fun, offbeat little film that showed me there’s more to Hong Kong cinema than heroic bloodshed and kung-fu.

Wong Kar-Wai’s ode to unrequited love and passion has an uncanny way of sticking with you long after the credits.