A Necessary Restoration: Dust of Angels

by Jennifer Ruth

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A FILM STRIKINGLY similar in both aesthetics and politics to Zhang Yimous pro-China Hero (2002), The Assassin was directed by someone perceived by the Anglophone world to be a quintessentially Taiwanese filmmaker” due to his central role in the Taiwan New Wave, the movement that placed Taiwan film on global cinephilesmap and that, for the first time, began to tell the story of Taiwans oppression under the KMT. How are we to think about Hou Hsiao-hsien. a filmmaker whose work is monumental but who is also caught in a very particular way in the complex historical layering that shapes Taiwans politics? A way that means that this quintessentially Taiwanese filmmaker is paradoxically also a figure complicit in the erasure of Taiwanese identity by apparently subscribing to the viewpoint corralling everyone of Han Chinese descent into the expansionist pens of Xi Jinpings China?

This dilemma is partly why the restoration of Dust of Angels by the Taiwan Film and Audiovisual Institute and its screenings throughout Taiwan over the last few months is so important. Dust of Angels was produced by Hou Hsiao-hsien and directed by Hsu Hsiao-ming at the tail end of the Taiwan New Wave (or, alternatively in some accounts, at the beginning of the Second Wave) and it covers some of the same boys-go-bad territory as the movements most famous films such as Hous A Time to Live and A Time to Die (1985) and Edward Yangs A Brighter Summer Day (1991). 

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It features many of the same actors who appear in the canonical films of the Taiwan New Wave (Jack Kao, Chen Sung-young, Tan Chih-kang, Yen Cheng-kuo). It differs, however, from those films in certain key respects. Unlike in A Time to Live and A Time to Die and A Brighter Summer Day, for example, the second generation son-of-a-mainlander protagonist does not live in a military dependentsvillage (among waishengren families that came from China during or around 1949) but entirely among benshengren (Taiwanese that came before the KMT) in the southern port city of Beigang. The voiceover sparingly punctuating the film is in mandarin but the language that is almost exclusively used among the characters is Taiyu. The actual title, as opposed to its English version Dust of Angels,” is itself a mix of mandarin and Taiyu—”Shao nian ye, an la!”, a Taiwanese colloquialism roughly meaning Take It Easy, Kid!” 

The second-generation son whose Mandarin opens and closes the film is A-Dou but the subject of his narration is his best friend and self-appointed real brother” A-Guo. A-Guo is a native Taiwanese and the symbolic heart of the film. It is A-Guos orphaned status and ultimate death that drives the film, plotting in a series of skillful scenes the gradual transformation of a boy who throws up when he sees blood into a person who whips out a gun when insulted. In this way, the film centers any implicit national allegory not on 2nd generation youth grappling with an inheritance of displacement but on native Taiwanese youth drowned by the so-called economic miracle.

The film opens with a shot of a pair of loudspeakers against a darkening sky. The loudspeakers likely once blared retake, retake, retake the mainland” but post-martial law they now provide the music to which a scantily-clad young woman in a cage dances while men gather on the street to watch. We are alerted, however unconsciously, to a theme: the rush of commodification with its hastening of the end of innocence. The camera then pans to Jack Kaos character, Jie Ge, chewing betel nut. A Taiwanese gangster whose world is unraveling when the bonds of loyalty that once made gang life sustainable begin to break down, Jie Ge sets the plot in motion by pulling A-Dou and A-Gou into his orbit. He does not intend to endanger them but he does—primarily, because he is the conduit by which they find themselves in possession of a gun and guns will be their downfall.

The movie then unfolds in a series of loosely-associated, well-developed scenes that have their own internal logic but, together, build a richly contextualized film. A-Dou is the son of an aging mainlander father and a Taiwanese mother who lives in the United States, where shes been waiting for A-Dou and his sister to join her. His hapless and pitiable father has stumbled into a debt that he cannot repay. While his own immediate relations (A-Dous mothers Taiwanese relatives) do nothing to help the father settle the debt, A-Guos brother-in-law tries to help, saying at one point that A-Dous Taiwanese uncle is one of us” so he is obliged to help. A kind of fragmenting and complex network of mutual obligation and community is thus held tenuously in place by this bond between A-Dou and A-Guo. 

When A-Dou is thrown in jail after a misguided effort to avenge his weak father, A-Guo cant understand why his brother-in-law, an honest police sergeant in a corrupt system, doesnt simply spring him. This scene, between a young man and a powerless and angry brother-in-law, is one of the most poignant in the movie. We see how naive A-Guo is, how much he loves his best friend A-Dou, and how hard it is for a family to hold together in their world. Out of frustration at his inability to protect A-Guo from the lawlessness pervading the small town and fear over where A-Guos life is headed, the brother-in-law smacks A-Guo on the head at one point, to which A-Guo objects, Even my own father never hit me.” We learn later that A-Guos parents died in a car accident a few years earlier. However much he tries to be a paternal substitute, the brother-in-law fails to successfully raise” A-Guo, and, as with other Taiwan New Wave films, we have the failure of a patriarchal orders ability to reproduce itself in the next generation. In this case, though, we dont have a break down between displaced KMT fathers and their Taiwan-born sons but broken links within Taiwanese families unable to withstand the corroding forces of the modernity and its various imports, like Budweiser and guns and perhaps the earlier importation” of the mainlanders themselves. 

The film ends on a shot of A-Guos body in Taipei lying near water. We do not know what happens to A-Dou after his best friends death. With a light touch, the film tilts us towards thinking he leaves Taiwan to join his mother in America. There is nothing for him in Taiwan after his adoptive brother A-Guos death any more than there is for his mainlander father who watches Mandarin-language tv all day as he nears death. It is A-Dous voice but A-Guos words that close the film as A-Dou reads passages from A-Guos diary: I feel that sisters given up on me. Shes been talking to brother-in-law about sending me to third sisters. I dont want to go. Here is where my memories are. All the friends I grew up with. Dous mother wants him to go to America. All my friends are leaving, leaving me alone.” This is not a movie about displaced lineages but about fighting to stay in place even as that place becomes unrecognizable.

It is a beautifully shot movie, with long sweeps of the hilly grasslands near the blue waters of the port city. It is also an intentionally gritty movie so the beautiful grasslands sport huge piles of garbage. We get a sense of both the natural beauty and that beautys vulnerability to the onslaught of outside waste and the growing threat of disposability. We also get the deep character development characteristic of the long take associated with the Taiwan New Wave. The average shot length here is 46.3 seconds, even longer than the average shot length of City of Sadness – 43 seconds. Unlike the long takes in Hou Hsiao-hsiens work, though, the ones here are not coupled with a static camera and wide angles. Rather, we get a steadily moving focus and a generous number of medium-wide close-ups. Further, whereas Hou Hsiao-hsiens pace is stately and reflective, Hsu Hsiao-ming employs long takes in a way that keeps our minds moving. For example, we often start a scene hearing one thing but looking at another and then slowly the camera pans to the place where sound and image come together and the scenes sense falls into place.

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It may be starting to sound like I am proposing that this movies more Taiwanese-centered politics and livelier aesthetics make it a better poster child for the Taiwan New Wave than a Hou Hsiao-hsien film like A Time to Live and A Time to Die but thats not what I mean to argue. A Time to Live and A Time to Die is an incredibly moving film, also. Besides, film reception doesnt work like that and, even if it did, that would be to photoshop contemporary politics onto a film movement that emerged when Taiwans intellectual left was largely unified in its resistance to the KMT. I am proposing, though, that Dust of Angels offers an important, even necessary, way to complicate and enrich the dominant narratives that circulate about the Taiwan New Wave.

When the film was released in Taiwan in 1992, it was a disappointment at the box office. Yet, when the Taiwan Film and Audiovisual Institute had wrapped up its extensive Taiwanese language film restoration project in 2020 and turned to Taiwanese audiences to ask which film they should restore next, the people voted Dust of Angels to the top of the list. A wise vote.