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Singapore (John Brahm, 1947) 🇺🇸
Sin-ga-pore: three highly evocative syllables we see here adorning the bright yellow diaphanous folds of a film star’s gown. How many adventurers, priests, crooks and smugglers have gone there to lose themselves – only to find themselves? The choppy waters of its port teem with junks, sails unfurled, yoke carriers struggling to make their way through the ballet of rickshaws, the mysterious gleam of gazes hidden by deftly wielded parasols, an enticing scene that lures and misleads the traveller.
China Seas (Tay Garnett, 1935) 🇺🇸
Hong Kong, 1935. The hard-working Kin Lung knows how to keep a secret. Quietly moored at its home port, the vessel awaits its latest cargo. On the quayside, scurrying travellers dodge baskets balanced on porters’ shoulders, stepping over caged pigs as they weave their way through the hustle and bustle of sedan chairs and rickshaws. You need your sea legs for the film’s opening 15 minutes as we bob up and down before even getting onboard. Afterwards, prepare yourself for seasickness during the 1,000 or so nautical miles that lie ahead across choppy seas, visited by a typhoon, a pirate attack – and tempestuous love affairs!
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