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Hong Sang-soo, whose films have been frequently featured at the New York Film Festival, weaves tales of men and women wandering in and out of relationships and doing a lot of talking about them. He's a kind of South Korean Eric Rohmer, except that his men and women aren't quite as ostentatiously presentable as Rohmer's and his men have an (often gently satirized) gauche sense of macho entitlement that's more Korean than French. A debt to the New Wave is nonetheless there, but Hong hasn't ever actually sent his characters to Paris as Tsai Ming-Liang and Hou Hsiau-hsien have--till now.

The protagonist of 'Night and Day'/'Bam gua nat,' Sung-nam (Kim Yung-ho), is a 40-something Seoul painter of cloudy landscapes who smokes pot with some American visitors to Korea. One of them gets caught, and mentions Sung-nam's name, and he has fled abruptly to Paris. The film unreels as a day-to-day account of his sojourn, which includes involvement with a bunch of fellow countrymen and in particular several attractive younger women. Sung-nam being a rather naive, un-suave, and clueless person of decidedly rumpled good looks, his success with the other sex is a little surprising, but he's a typical Hong Sang-soo male. He knows not a word of French, and is uncomfortable trying to buy a condom in a pharmacy, an inconvenience that leads to others.

What propels 'Night and Day' most of the way is its sense of specificity and anecdotal observation. Sung-nam stays at a kind of Korean hostel presided over by a diminutive older man, Mr. Jang (Go Ki-bong), who offers Sung-nam comfort at moments of stress. Sung-nam drifts from day to day at first, just hanging out and meeting some of the other Koreans in Paris, who tend to all know each other--and reading a Bible, which happens to be there and which he says he takes just as a story. Notably he runs across Min-sun (Kim Yu-jin), whom he runs after, knowing she looks familiar. Absurdly, he's forgotten that he was in a passionate affair with Min-sun years ago. She's now living in Paris and married to a Frenchman. She's not at all pleased with Sung-nam's memory lapse, but nonetheless willing to talk to him.

Eventually Sung-nam takes Min-sun to a hotel room where she takes a shower and is ready to have sex, when he begins quoting from the Bible and expresses misgivings. No sex.

Meanwhile Sung-nam calls his wife in Seoul frequently, and they both declare how much they miss each other. She says she'll ask his mother to give her money so she can come and stay with him. There is an air of mutual desperation about their conversations, but above all he seems in limbo, unable to make a decision.

Mr. Jang introduces Sung-nam to a Beaux-Arts student named Hyun-ju (Seo Minjeong), but he is more interested in her thinner and prettier roommate, Yu-jung (Park Yun-hye). Sung-nam is comically inept and forward with these women, hanging around and forcing himself upon them, and yet Yu-jung succumbs, and Sung-nam takes her to Deauville (their second trip, but this time without Hyun-ju). Once again as in Hong's 'Woman on the Beach' there are conversations on a resort beach, in the winter time, only it's actually early October, and Sung-nam never has to wear anything but shirtsleeves.

Sung-nam also is at a dinner where he naively is shocked that one person is from North Korea. He is confrontational, and as a result is forced to beat a hasty retreat. He also meets the best known Korean artist living and practicing in Paris, and feels ashamed at having suspended his own career with this sojourn. The movie's scenes often end with some mild debacle or a sudden departure, usually with mildly comic effect. At the same time that Sung-nam's various prospects for a Paris love-life, he seems (in his phone conversations with his wife) to be all the more filled with a sense of desperation and confusion; it's as if he's increasingly aware that he's living the kind of Paris adventure a young Asian artist might better have had at 20 or 30 instead of 45, and this isn't going to work. Eventually surprise news leads Sung-nam to return to Korea and his wife (Hwang Su-jung), and he faces the consequences of the pot incident and, not without some bumps along the way, begins to resume his life.

The recurrent theme from Beethoven's Seventh Symphony gives a surprise note of European high culture and perhaps further irony, but it seems pushed a little too hard.

'Night and Day' remains interesting and textured as Hong Sang-soo's other films, but at 144 minutes it's longer than it has any justification for being, and the touristic aspect and an obtrusive use of the zoom lens seem out of character. Every scene is interesting, but they go in a few too many directions, and pursue too many strands. Tightening up and paring down would have added significantly to quality. It's as if Hong was distracted by the European sojourn himself. Maybe the director would do better to stay at home next time. Nonetheless Hong is an auteur well worth keeping track of. Seen at the NYFF 2008--no US release pending. It opened in Paris in July, along with 'Woman on the Beach.'

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This movie won't really appeal to many people. It's not meant to be mainstream, don't expect it to be all out entertaining. It's the complete opposite. The movie shows you a Korean in a strange country for him.

Since I had the pleasure of living "next door" to a Korean student in Austria, where I got to live through a few of the things that are shown here, I was kinda prepared of what would happen or maybe even not happen. Let's say, since I had long discussions with him, I could tell what was going in our protagonists head here. Well I guess some will not really "click" with the guy (it is indeed a bit difficult to be honest) ... and if you're not down with him, you will hate the movie (fact). Prepare yourself to see a drama, that is just like life itself ...

This movie about a 40-ish Korean fellow on the lam in Paris is not for everyone. Some will find it slow and rambling. The protagonist meets a lot of Koreans in Paris, including romantic encounters, as he ambles around Paris, taking it one day at a time. He is an artist who specializes in cloud-scapes, perhaps symbolic of his hazy aspirations, unreliable pronouncements , and lack of solid grounding. It is reminiscent of episodic French new wave films (some of Godard's work) as well as Rohmer. We broke up the viewing into three evenings--a good way of moving through it. I am not sure we fully understood it relying on the subtitles--there was stuff we did not "get" that other viewers who can follow the Korean dialog might appreciate.

Long and inexplicably motivated film from the director of "Virgin Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors" and "Woman on the Beach", played largely in one shot one scene, with image variation derived from zooming and panning. Beethoven under the captions, hand lettered on silk, signals that it's a serious work.

Artist (he draws clouds) Yeong-ho Kim had to flee Korea for France. We find him impoverished in Paris, sharing an eleven bed room with fellow nationals and making weepy cell 'phone calls to his wife back home. He becomes involved with three women from the Korean expat. community. Despite the fact that our rumpled hero gets interchangeable, appealing women pregnant (his trip to the Pharmacie is rendered ineffective by not knowing the word for condom) there's no skin and licking the exposed toes of the lady of his choice is as raunchy as it gets.

A closer reading might tell us something about Koreans abroad but the incentive isn't there to examine the lengthy piece that closely.

Much taking coffee in street front cafes. The action is played mainly in undistinguished Paris streetscapes, though we do pan off for a shot of Invalides at one point.

Living our everyday lives, we rarely imagine such an occasion (save for some dismissible bad dreams) that in instant would take away all of our routine attachments in the familiar world around us -- all those minute rituals and conventions, duties and honors, comfort and confidence. What would then be left inside us, what would emerge, would we accept ourselves?

While a tourist experience gives some idea, it never crosses the border line that is inside ourselves. There's always a mental insurance that we draw for ourselves before departure, the required return-ticket. So too often the tourists can be spotted always inside their bubble, filled with so supporting homeland air. Take that ticket away, burst the bubble, fill the lungs with the foreign mix, put a question mark in homeland! Chilling prospect of a new life, unwanted blank canvas?

Something on such scale brought Sung-nam, the protagonist of 'Night and Day', into Paris. Not a random destination for him, still a forced one. While the director Hong Sang-soo presents a certain Korean regard, not much would be "lost in translation" should that be applied to the being under any skin.

A horny pursuit of familiar, a fearful fight with loneliness all bring about the image of a bird beyond the reach from its nest. Our confused protagonist makes his choice, yet keeps his proverbial eye, arm, and un-cut ear. Through these sweet songs of Sirens, we must hear the hopeful bells of forgiveness.

If all this appears too cloudy, so it really is! One can see many shapes in the clouds. I personally took out for myself that I should not be tempted and compare my loved one to whoever might be (and certainly will be) prettier, smarter, sexier or appealing as long as we find home in our love. OK, that was an after-144minute-thought.

But seriously, you're still at home, so BRING YOUR REFLECTIVE MOOD TO THE SHOW!

This movie is so boring that it took me weeks to finish it! Every time I started playing it I couldn't stand for more than half an hour. I must mention that I do not have ADHD and have probably seen more than a thousand movies in my life. I've endured all kinds of movies during my 38-year-old existence and believe me when I tell you that this is literally the only one that I actually regret having seen. I wouldn't recommend this piece of cr** to my worst enemy!