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...most of which is carefully stored (read: crammed) in tiny crevices around the apartment. My special "filing" system means that while I may be absolutely certain I do in fact own, say, a particular book, it?s often totally impossible for me to actually locate said item. Not very feng shui...
...Feng responds to such sniping by dislodging the offending bit of dinner from his teeth. It is a piece of dried chili pepper. He takes it from his tongue and places it on the table. "This is me," he says, pointing with a toothpick. Then he picks up a shrimp from a plate next to him. "This is the intellectuals." Feng places the shrimp on top of the chili; the red flake disappears from view. Then Feng leans in, his raspy voice rising as he approaches the punch line. "But tomorrow morning, when you're sitting on the toilet...
...Directors like Feng are the future of Chinese cinema, and their business is a tricky one. Obscure art-house films were fine back in the day when the directors were coddled with generous government subsidies. But in today's China, filmmakers must scramble for financing. To make matters worse, rampant video piracy is eating into movie profits. Illegal copies of Feng's last hit Sigh, for instance, were available days before the movie's premiere. Ticket revenues have declined by more than 40% since three years ago, and half as many movies are being made today...
...Unlike other top Chinese directors, Feng didn't graduate from one of the nation's hoity-toity film academies. He started as a lowly film set painter for the People's Liberation Army, working on propaganda films. When the filmmaking bug bit, Feng hoped to inject his films with gritty realism, so in the early 1990s he spent several years slaving over a set of searing social commentaries. But not a single one made it past the skittish Chinese censors and, most distressing to Feng, no one in Elite film circles bothered to back him up. Making a U-turn...
...Feng returns the compliment. "I love Sutherland," he announces in halting English, as he raises a glass of chardonnay to cap a farewell party for the Canadian-born actor at the close of shooting. As the crew disperses into the night, a young woman sidles up to Feng for an autograph. Feng looks surprised, scratches his head and points to Sutherland. "No, he's the famous one," he says, a lopsided grin taking over his face. "Big Hollywood man. Me, I'm just an ordinary guy." That's the creed that makes Feng China's top director: keeping it funny...