When it comes to good movies, Kim Ki-Duk is second to none. He is a South Korean movie director, studied fine arts in Paris. More than any other Korean director, the
films and reputation of Kim Ki-duk have been characterized by a sense of disconnect. Kim himself disavows any commonalities with other Korean
filmmakers of his generation such as Hong Sang-soo or Lee Chang-dong,
due to his lower-class upbringing and lack of formal training in film.
In terms of subject matter, Kim has focused on marginalized and
disenfranchised characters who operate outside the main currents of
middle and upper-class Korean society. Kim is also a rare case of a
director who has won accolades and found box-office success overseas but
-- with a few exceptions -- has largely failed to connect with Korean
critics or audiences. In terms of his influences, his aesthetics, the
stories he tells, and his local and international reception, Kim Ki-duk
seems to inhabit a world all his own.
What a strange and wonderful world we live in, filled with so many
mysteries. Who can explain the staggering wealth that allows rich people
to own houses in multiple places and be perfectly willing to leave them
empty except for brief visits? Who can make sense out of the variety of
ideas and ideals revolving around freedom? Is that person truly free
who has the most toys or does liberation only come from not being
attached to things? And then there's love, which exercises the minds and
imaginations of novelists and poets and filmmakers yet eludes any
reasonable explanation. For example, how can a man who beats his wife
claim to love her? And in this world of constant noise and repetitious
chatter, is silence a golden gift given to only the lucky few? Frederic and Mary Ann Brussat write.
Tae-suk (Jae Hee) owns a motorbike and not much else. During the day
he posts advertising flyers on the doors of houses and apartments. At
night, he breaks into a place where the flyer remains on the door. A
quick check of the message on the phone answering machine usually
confirms that the residents are away on a trip or visiting friends.
Tae-suk is not a thief. On the contrary, he has such a love of other
people's objects that if he finds something broken, he fixes it. He also
waters and mists the plants. Often he does the wash and leaves the
place in better condition than it was when he arrived. These caring
ministrations, these effortless acts of courtesy, make him into an
extraordinary young man.
The ritualistic life of this silent drifter is upended when he enters
a luxurious home and does not notice that the woman of the house is
still there watching him go about his routines. Sun-hwa (Lee Seung-yeon)
is a beautiful model whose husband, Min-kyu (Kwon Hyuk-ho), has beaten
her and left in a fit of anger. Seeing her, Tae-seok quickly leaves but
after witnessing her on the phone with her husband, he goes back to
comfort the emotionally depleted woman. When her violent husband comes
home, the outsider punishes him using golf balls hit by a 3 iron.
Tae-suk and Sun-hwa flee on his motorbike. Their relationship unfolds in
a series of stays at other houses. No words pass between them but their
bodies commune at last when they share a bed.
Kim Ki-duk has said of this unusual film:
We are all empty houses
Waiting for someone
To open the lock and set us free.
One day, my wish comes true.
A man arrives like a ghost
And takes me away from my confinement.
And I follow, without doubts, without reserve,
Until I find my new destiny.
We are all empty houses
Waiting for someone
To open the lock and set us free.
One day, my wish comes true.
A man arrives like a ghost
And takes me away from my confinement.
And I follow, without doubts, without reserve,
Until I find my new destiny.
3-Iron is a magical love story that slowly enters our
consciousness with little details and small incidents. Sun-hwa relaxes
into a new way of being but it does not last for long. In one of the
houses, they discover the dead body of an old man. Tae-suk buries him
outside with the same respect he gives to the objects he repairs. But
when the man's son arrives, the two intruders are taken away by the
police and Tae-suk is charged with murder, trespassing, and kidnapping.
Sun-hwa is sent back to her husband.
It is fascinating to watch how this serene young man draws out the
anger and the hatred of the police investigator and a young guard. They
are intimidated by his silence and baffled by their inability to
understand why he does what he does. During his incarceration Tae-suk
finds a way to transcend the prison and the dreary world that is now his
fate. The means and the method are a mystery but then so is the ability
of some people to walk lightly upon the earth and leave no traces of
their presence. They are the heroes, not overburdened by possessions or
dragged down by cultural conventions about work, success, and making
money. From a spiritual perspective, we call them subversive liberators.
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