Gauguin might like it.
The modern Vietnamese motion picture equivalent of that painting where Greek patricians are lounging on the divan, eating grapes. OK, the photography is good. But the vivid colors and painstakingly arranged scenes (right off the bat I worried it was just another food movie) don't seem to enhance the story; rather they serve as a substitute- because the story and characters are so uninteresting! Is it that I'm too hooked on sex and exploding helicopters to enjoy such a thoughtful movie? No, there just isn't enough to think about here. And I wonder if this urban Eden is the real Hanoi. The characters don't have to work much (are they all trustfunders?) They're not quite believable in that they seem to be able to squeeze the emotion (be it joie de vivre or pathos) out of every single trivial moment. I find myself feeling inadequate at my inability to get such intense pleasure out of cutting a piece of fruit. I'll continue to browse the positive reviews to learn about what I'm missing, but I have one question for the 5 star folks, "What did you get out of the third viewing of little sister and brother going through their Lou Reed morning exercises?"