Tugging Diary

YAN Wai Yin

Hong Kong〡2021〡Doc〡Color, B&W〡16 min〡Cantonese
✧ 2022 Awarded Young Jury Award, 58th Pesaro Film Festival, Marche, Italy.
✧ 2022 IFFR—International Film Festival Rotterdam, Rotterdam, Netherlands.
✧ 2021 EXiS—Experimental Film & Video Festival in Seoul, Korea.

TUGGING DIARY documents a footbridge in Hong Kong over the year between August 2019 to January 2021. Due to social unrest and various uncertainties, both the internet and physical spaces act as critical communication platforms for information to be circulated in the community more widely and rapidly outside of the existing mainstream media. As time goes by, these materials are continuously altered, some were renewed, while the others were removed, covered with paint, or overlaid by other information.

Director

YAN Wai Yin
YAN Wai Yin (b.1994) works and lives in Hong Kong. YAN excels at the juxtaposition and insertion of literary texts in narratives. Through shifting personal observations and the temporal, emotional distance in different texts, YAN inscribes quotidian fragments of memories lingering in space and objects. Her film LOCALIZED BLINDNESS (2019) was awarded the Best Experimental Award at the 20th South Taiwan Film Festival, TUGGING DIARY (2020) was awarded at Kaohsiung Film Festival and Festival des Cinémas Différents et Expérimentaux de Paris. Recent exhibitions and screenings include: IFFR (Netherlands), EMAF (Germany), Videoex (Switzerland), Image Forum (Japan), EXiS (Korea), and TIVA-ANIMA (Taiwan).

11.08 ㊁ 12:40〡台南新光影城 4 廳
11.11 ㊄ 15:30〡台南新光影城 4 廳
同場放映:《愁青》《眠眠雨季》《奢侈凡夜》《土星頻道》
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影片以空間的記憶和痕跡帶領我們回溯一個特定的時空及狀態。從街頭風景的細微差異到喃喃底語的吐訴,不同材質的疊加,聲音的設計,都指向已斷裂的歷史。影像美學的實踐與內在的抵抗連結,這些重組是見證也是情感的封存。
If there was no pandemic, nor the deadline for another work at that time, this work probably would not have existed. It's been three years. The bridge in the film has been almost fully painted in bright white since a few days ago (written on July 26, 2022), with pink railings. All the nylon strings which used to hang paper lanterns are gone. The children's drawings are gone, and the notes that everyone wrote to each other are gone as well. I'm not sure if my home has gone along together, but I did feel the weight of “home” at that time.

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