Michael Rogerson’s review published on Letterboxd:
"Our cabin attendants are superbly designed. But there's only one problem : when they've served on so many long journeys, fatigue begins to set in. For example, they might want to laugh, but the smile would be slow to come. They might want to cry, but the tear wouldn't well up till the next day..."
In 2046, life is an endless loop of misbegotten fantasies. What seem like missed connections are often just self-denial, and what seem like new prospects are just another opportunity to try to recreate the past - Chow is in a state of purgatory that he's never going to get out of. Wong Kar Wai takes the bittersweet ending of In the Mood for Love, and slides it into outright despair.