Hema Hema: Sing Me a Song While I Wait 2016

Directed by Khyentse Norbu Fresh

The dazzling new film from Bhutanese lama and filmmaker Khyentse Norbu (The Cup) chronicles a sacred jungle ritual whose masked, anonymous participants seek after complete self-knowledge – or descend into anarchy.

Jul 27

Event Cinemas Queen Street

Aug 05
Sold Out

Event Cinemas Queen Street

Aug 06

ASB Waterfront Theatre

Bhutan In Bhutanese with English subtitles
96 minutes CinemaScope / DCP
M
violence, sexual violence & sex scenes

Director/Screenplay

Producers

Pawo Choyning Dorji
,
Sarah Chen

Photography

Jigme Tenzing

Editors

Tian Zhuangzhuang
,
Li Gen

Production designers

Emily Avery
,
Yoshiko Crow

Costume designer

Jamyang Choden

Music

Gary Azukx Dyson

With

Tshering Dorji (Expressionless)
,
Sadon Lhamo (Red Wrathful)
,
Thinley Dorji (old man
,
Agay)
,
Zhou Xun (young woman in club)

Festivals

Locarno
,
Toronto
,
Busan
,
London 2016

Elsewhere

Bhuddhist lama and filmmaker Khyentse Norbu (The Cup, Travellers and Magicians) takes us deep into the jungle of Bhutan to imagine a ritual – part boot camp, part performance festival – where participants obscure gender and identity behind fearsome masks. “You are here to prepare for the gap between death and birth,” the elder explains. “You are here to find out who you really are.” Inspired by the concept of the bardo, a state through which departed souls pass before entering their next incarnation, Hema Hema is a colourful plunge into a world where ancient rites conjure our noblest or our basest instincts.

“While Hema Hema may seem like an adaptation of an ancient Bhutanese ritual, in fact it is an original story by Norbu, who is the third incarnated lama of a strand of Tibetan Buddhism. Under his immaculate cinematic guidance – the film’s jungle colors are vibrant, its camera lucid and mobile, the masks a delight, the editing is by 5th Generation Chinese director Tian Zhuangzhuang, and even Tony Leung Chiu-wai is hidden behind one of the masks – it does indeed narrate with the vivid, timeless, pared clarity of an old legend. The lessons we know but are nonetheless pleasurable for their (re-) telling.

With the pro- and epilogue set in a modern club, Norbu clearly and without a heavy hand brings into an open-ended present his tale of a limbo state. There, here, the possibilities and promises of anonymity are thwarted by a curiosity and desire undeniably human and personal.” — Daniel Kasman, Mubi