Hong's most emotionally wrenching film since Remembering the Turning Gate. I haven't liked his films with female protagonists as much until this one. The drinking/smoking session scenes are less than usual but way more effective. Also got to admire Hong's use of surrealism in humor; never fails to tickle the funny bone. The waves of emotions I felt at the end were so many, i felt like caressing my head like that flower Kim caresses in one of the scenes.
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