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Jet Li is fearless in his own right 2006-02-03 / Taiwan News, Contributing Writer / By Andrew C.C. Huang Anxiety and doubt cast shadows during the pre-production promotion for "Fearless." Jet Li, the kungfu superstar who has moved on to a Hollywood career, has finally returned to Asia to make a film he claims will be his "last kungfu movie." Will it turn out to be a publicity stunt of biblical proportions or a real kungfu classic? Li has claimed that there are few martial arts movies these days that truly convey the spirit of the real kungfu or "wushu." Hence the motive to make this movie as the epitome and "the pinnacle of Jet Li's kungfu movie career." Can any movie live up to this great expectation? Well, the verdict is out -"Fearless" surpasses expectations. "I started the idea of wanting to make this movie two years ago. I discussed it with Bill Kong (the producer of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon") and was fort...
"Midsummer Night’s Fable" Poem by Andrew C.C. Huang I have a midsummer night’s fable to tell you It started with a dream A fable is a tale in which we human beings project Our utmost desires and fantasies into At a midsummer’s night such as this one The vaulted sky is sprinkled with sparkling starry eyes The smoldering heat propels the body to move While the insouciant breezes carry the mind’s imagination forward We have tumbled and fallen We have stumbled and risen again Now we know the secret of life is to Tumble through these unquenched desires and unchained emotions With remorseless abandon Like this midsummer’s night When we carry our children to this midnight’s garden of desires and fantasies The rising temperature of passion and the sobering coolness of will Might turn our children into full-fledged human beings who could be loved So this is my midsummer night’s fable A fable woven by the fabrics of human desires, disappointment, passion, hatred, and th...
"A Duet by Myself" Poem by Andrew C.C. Huang Tonight, I am lonesome and alone I keep thinking of you You who are far away and yet so close Tonight, I am alone in this dimly lit apartment I simply have to sing a duet by myself A love song duet is sung by two persons in love Since you are not here tonight, I have to raise my voice -- in danger of breaking my voice -- To imitate your soprano voice Then I have to maintain my lower tenor voice, to sing about my yearning for you However, my voice is not the only one that is portraying two roles tonight My hands become substitutes of your love My two hands, dexterous, handle the microphone by turns Singing a duet by myself I raise my rise hand to sing about my longing for you My left hand tells me that the body is the embodiment of love, As if possessed by your soul I hand over the microphone to my left hand My left hand urges me to sing of my unconditional love for you While my right hand caress my forlorn heart, as ...
"In the Mood for Love" Painting by Andrew C.C. Huang "I Forgot" Poem by Andrew C.C. Huang When our path cross again, so unexpectedly the other day, On that tattered street where everyone else bizarrely moved on with their lives, A torrent of tempest washed over the sky and a tremor swept across the earth within one glance of your eyes You asked me, why did I not stay? Why did I not choose to share life with you? I hesitated for a while before replying, “I forgot.” That hesitation lasted for an eternity In which an old world was reopened by a chance encounter And an old wound torn open by a question Once we had promised eternity to each other When you drowned in the lake of melancholia I had rescued you with the pledge of eternal love Once when the world seemed full of threatening tempest We bravely shut out the menacing forces To seek warmth in the sanctuary of our love Once we had scorned at those ordinary beings Who do not know what love is How lucky we felt, that...
"The Esthetic of Sadness" Painting and poem by Andrew C.C. Huang The Esthetic of Sadness Sad -- but not lonely The evening breeze and the remnants of dusak rouge would keep me company Even my downward eyelashes still have the elegance of butterflies My beloved has gone But I still learn to maintain my dignity Even if sad, I will continue to be beautiful 悲傷美學 悲傷 但不寂寞 有晚風與殘留紅霞為伴 低垂的眼睫毛也有蝴蝶的風采 愛的人走了 但要學著保有自尊 即使悲傷也要美麗 "The Esthetic of Sadness" final version Painting by Andrew C.C. Huang
"Heartbroken" Painting by Andrew C.C. Huang "You Are Right After All" Poem by Andrew C.C. Huang When I encountered your beloved one And smiling politely and chat to him I finally realized that you were right after all He is the one for you --- and I am not. How many sleepless nights I have spent wondering about your intention and calculation Teasing me with your sunflower smiles and alienating me with you tantrums I walked on the tight rope of suspense for six months for you Only to find out a story with no ending Now that fate has led our paths to cross again After I have almost forgotten about you And I found out in the most astonishing surprise That you have loved me after all You are right after all Should you have stayed with me, you would only have lived in unfulfillness He is the one for you – who will bring you happiness Should you have stayed with me, you would have strayed into a difficult path Too painful for what you are born for When I see your beloved ...
"Smoke" Painting by Andrew C.C. Huang "Insomnia" Poem by Andrew C.C. Huang (Originally printed in Chien Kuan Poetry Quarterly) Insomnia -- sleepless night after tossing back and forth in bed I get up to face this dreadful space and time silence...emptiness ...throbbing thoughts in an expanding space I start to face myself my thoughts is a mirror that shines a light into my soul reflection is the surface of the blue lake throught which I dive into the water of my inner life anger, love, lust, regret, frustration... I swim amidst the currents of emotions that are my inner life I swim along, contemplating on why I have lost the loves of my life whether it's through god's design or by the choice of you and mine for a night full of crowding darkness and shimmering thoughts always make me reminisce about the loves of my life Noise of TV... clamour of passing cars... loneliness loneliness amidst noise is the most dreadful thing I start to speak to myself -- a conve...
"Shanghai Flower" Painting by Andrew C.C. Huang "The Religion of beauty" Poem by Andrew C.C. Huang The religion of beauty is so all-powerful that we are all once its disciples beauty is deceiving -- in that it deceives the beholders into believing that beauty equates virtue no matter how many times you have fallen into the trap of this deadly but lovely deception but oh who can forget the soul-elevating electric wattage one feels when beauty's glimmer of a smile shines upon one's ordinary face beauty is rarely innocent for its owners are always aware of its power but they have slowly mastered the craft of radiating beauty whilst feigning innocence because the combination of beauty and innocence is the most powerful elixir that is capable of leaving everyone enchanted and inebriated sending them up the mountain and down into the sea for the sake of protecting this preciously innocent beauty beauty's traitors are rarely self-willed they often abandon this ...
"Between Time and Thought" Painting by Andrew C.C. Huang "思想與時間之間" (Originally printed in Chien Quan Poetry Quaterly) Between Thought and Time The tug of war between thought and time Cruel...and never-ending Time is an all-powerful god patiently awaiting for our youth to ebb, cheek blush to fade, and intelligence to weaken Our thoughts always crave for beauty and eternity The river of time continues to flow Watches and clocks dancing in the sky Constantly reminding us how trivial and transient our existence are Luckily there is that candle light in front of the window of eternity Memory -- it always records your beauty and laughters we once share Memory will always be there, before and after death, until eternity 詩作 黃執虔 思想與時間拔河 殘酷 永無止境的戰爭 時間是權力無邊的神 耐心等待我們 年華老去 紅顏退色 智力衰退 我們的思想永遠渴忘美麗與永恆 時間的河繼續流 鐘與錶滿天飛舞 時時提醒我們的微不足道與短暫 還好 在永恆的窗口前有盞明燈 記憶 永遠記錄著你的美麗及我們曾有的歡笑 記憶永遠存在 死亡之前或之後 直到永遠
