
1998 · Hou Hsiao-hsien
How Flowers of Shanghai has been received, argued over, and remembered.
In competition at Cannes '98 it left plenty of critics restless and went home empty-handed, dismissed by some as gorgeous wallpaper. A quarter-century of reappraisal — capped by a 4K restoration and a 2021 Criterion release — has made it a fixture in best-of-the-90s conversations and, for many, Hou's supreme achievement.
The eternal split: is its trance-like slowness the whole point or a test of endurance — with even devotees admitting you can't watch it tired, and defenders insisting drifting off is part of the experience.
Its amber oil-lamp glow is a permanent citation in 'most beautiful film ever shot' threads, and the languid opening long take of a drinking game gets passed around as a masterclass on its own.
A true canon climber: once a festival-circuit whisper, now a cinephile rite of passage — the Hou film Letterboxd users dare each other to finally sit down with.