CAMBODIA

1966. Those times are long gone. Everything that was there then disappeared, a sign declares the last few bars of In the Mood for Love. Almost immediately afterwards, Mr Chow strolls through the ruins of the Angkor Vat temple as Michael Galasso’s theme song earnestly conveys a sense of desolation. Its whisper revives the memory, as if the whole story we had witnessed until then had been compressed into the silent words that it slips between its millenary stones. That’s where their secret will remain. Perhaps because that beautiful and serene antiquity still reminds him of Mrs Chan, wrapped in one of her marvellous qipao, endlessly and distantly beautiful. Maybe.