Three love stories, the same couple at the beginning, the middle and end of the C20th. Simple device for the depiction of love, perhaps echoing Virginia Woolf's Orlando and the more recent bestseller Cloud Atlas. Simple, at times impoverished sets, presumably minimal budget. The first mid century story is that of a girl working in a snooker parlour. A customer is conscripted into the army and writes to her. When he returns he tracks her down and they meet. The second time is the early story, she is a musician in a teahouse. Admired, will she be loved, saved? Both stories are very slow, decidedly tedious. But persevere. The final story has them in a contemporary city leading a low grade 'fast' life - she is a singer at a coffee bar/night club. He takes photographs. They text each other (in Chinese - mesmerising..) and she has a futile lesbian affair with her flat mate, whom she lets down. A bit irresponsible, she is an epileptic, unhappy. All sounds pretty grim, but there are two moments of great tenderness and perception of ordinary lives. Boring to watch, very good indeed to think about - keeps retuirning to memory, wondering, maybe it is the best film I've seen this year? True to life? Abundantly! Do try it.