Li Tao’s documentary about four Chinese students in a New Zealand high school is dedicated to teenagers who travel between cultures.
She renders their experience with great insight and tenderness, for the edification of those they’ve left behind in one country, and the enlightenment of those who don’t quite know what to make of them in another. Li, formerly an international student at Victoria University herself, was their teacher, and the intimacy she achieves suggests that she and her camera became surrogate parent to her subjects. The delicacy of her attention to their woes and joys makes it clear how faithful to that role she remains.
Each of the four is given a chapter in which he or she is captured in a phase that represents a different aspect of the foreign student experience. Ken is seen at his loneliest; Rose at her most embracing of Kiwi freedoms; Lin at her most conflicted and uneasy; and the formidable Jane at her most triumphantly unassimilated. And yet we see that none of them is totally fixed in that particular phase. It’s the sociable Rose who tells the most painful story of alienated foreignness. As we’re watching Lin in chronic panic about the school ball, we can see Ken, whose loneliness in the film’s first section might break your heart, embarking enthusiastically on dancing lessons.