Re: Grandmasters (Wong Kar-Wai, 2013)
Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 2:29 am
(With the U.S. release imminent, I figure I may as well post this long, messy piece I've assembled over the last few weeks, much of which unfortunately boils down to straightforward plot description with occasional interpolations—in other words, total spoilers within. This doesn't get much into the emotional aspects of the film--which I think colinr0380 handled very well in this post--nor does it address the formal aspects, which I'm not very good with but on which I think Michael Sicinski has written a short but insightful analysis. And bear in mind I have no idea what's changed in the U.S. cut, so for all I know it might render a good chunk of this totally inapplicable.)
There was a lot of cynicism when this film finally entered production, given that Donnie Yen and Wilson Yip had just done an Yip Man film, they were already filming a sequel, and Herman Yau was preparing his own cash-in film (The Legend Is Born). I wasn't too worried, since I didn't expect much overlap between Wong Kar-wai and Wilson Yip or Herman Yau. The problem turned out to be pretty much moot, since Wong spent so long in production that it put 2 1/2 years between his film and Yau's post-Ip Man 2 knockoff (which I actually liked, for the record). But Wong still brings a different spin to the material. The earlier Yip Man films were heavily defined by patriotic fervor. The filmmakers imagined Yip defending Chinese honor against foreign interlopers, giving him the same fictionalized patriot-hero treatment as Hong Fei-hung (from Once Upon a Time in China, soon to be rebooted) and Huo Yuanjia (from Fearless). Like its three predecessors, The Grandmaster doesn't try to present an "authentic" Yip Man; its plot is mostly fictitious and puts Yip alongside invented characters, though some are loosely based on real ones.
But the film not only lacks the patriotic bent of the earlier films, it all but disowns it. This is almost shocking in the context of contemporary Chinese commercial filmmaking, but the movie doesn't force the point. It comes out as part of Yip's broader and martial arts philosophy, which the film examines and reiterates from various angles, almost monomaniacally but never tiresomely. The success here is in Wong's ability to weave it into some of his favorite themes and story points, which come off much better here than in My Blueberry Nights (where he tried to adapt them to a low-key chick-flick mode so low-key that nothing registers). The strategy in The Grandmaster is to contrast Yip Man with various other "masters," a structure loosely comparable to the women of 2046 or the road-movie denizens of Nights. This accounts for the film's bold and unusual gambit: an "Yip Man movie" that doesn't, at first blush, seem to be much about Yip Man at all. (Herman Yau's fine Grandmaster cash-in The Final Fight employs a similar trick, but I'll set that aside for now.)
Yip is the focus at the outset—the rainy nighttime fight we saw so long ago that Wong Jing parodied it in a movie that came out nearly a year before The Grandmaster. Then Yip gives a précis of his life (in voice-over, natch): inherited wealth, no job in the usual sense, third-generation Wing Chun practitioner, a beautiful wife who speaks maybe three sentences in the whole movie ("she doesn't generally talk much"—understatement of the year). His Wing Chun doesn't seem to serve any obvious purpose. It's not explained who or why he's fighting in the opening scene, so the best assumption is that they're just a bunch of upstarts out to test his mettle—that handy plot device where knowing kung fu ensures people will always want you to use it. Yip takes satisfaction from his skills, allowing Leung to display that insouciant air he does so well, but other than that, and some vague phrases like "One's belt is one's honor," nothing immediately evident lies behind Yip's martial-arts practice.
The first of the contrasting masters is the retiring Gong Yutian (Wang Qingxiang, a reliable stentorian actor), who comes from the north for one last meet-and-greet with his southern colleagues. Gong has dedicated his life to spreading northern martial arts throughout the country, and hopes northern and southern styles can be merged into one. This evokes the old notion of northern order brought to the south, to the traditional site of bandits, triads, pirates, and rebellions; the political dimension of his project is confirmed by his introductory speech, in which he recounts meeting with Kuomintang bigwig Li Jishen to send the "Five Tigers down south" (a real incident, the "Tigers" being a quintet of northern masters) and establish the state-sponsored Guangdong-Guangxi Martial Arts Academy (a real institution). The film doesn't mention that the Academy shut down after four months because of KMT infighting, and Gong's dream of unity sounds even more distant (if not naive) after meeting with a northeastern colleague (Zhao Benshan, of Happy Times and Getting Home), who speaks darkly of Japanese incursions in the north and potential secession in the south. Gong's mission comes off like rearranging chairs on the Titanic, attempting to unify the Chinese martial-arts community (the wulin) while China itself falls apart.
Yip comes in when Gong challenges the southerners to an exhibition match, and they choose Yip as their champion. He makes his way through a couple of subordinates (including a woman with bound feet), then faces Gong in the oddest "fight" scene in recent memory. Gong holds a cookie in an outstretched arm and challenges Yip to break it. Yip prevails, but his victory is more rhetorical than physical. Yip objects to Gong Yutian's focus on the wulin and argues this limits his vision: "In your eyes, this cookie is a wulin; to me, it's an entire world." Yip rejects the idea of martial arts as an enclosed community, manifested as real and mythical secret societies. Virtually all Chinese martial arts—northern and southern, Wing Chun included—claim descent from the legendary "Elders" who supposedly survived the destruction of the (or a) Shaolin Temple, then went underground to escape the Qing authorities. The same origin was often claimed by the various Tiandihui and Hongmen organizations ancestral to the Kuomintang. Gong Yutian yokes himself to this insular tradition, cutting backroom deals with the KMT and focusing on unification of the existing wulin. Yip speaks of greater ambitions ("the world is more than north and south...the southern arts can go beyond the north"), but for the time being, these remain rhetorical.
An even more explicit rejection of the secret-society mentality comes from another "master," nicknamed "Razor" in the English subtitles. Razor is played by Chang Chen in a seemingly standalone subplot—except for a brief, wordless encounter with Zhang Ziyi (two brief, wordless encounters in the international version), he never intersects with any of the other major characters, and his presence in the finished film likely owes something to contractual obligation. But though Razor and Yip never share a scene together [EDIT: apparently not true in the U.S. version], Wong goes out of his way to pair the two, giving Razor a rain-drenched fight scene that blatantly echoes the opening one with Yip. The identical setting sharpens the contrast between Yip's Wing Chun and Razor's Bajiquan: Razor constantly pushes forward with short, "explosive" strikes, while Yip holds his ground with sweeping omnidirectional attacks.
But Razor shares Yip's rejection of the wulin, as the fight breaks out when Razor—part of a gang of KMT assassins—insists on leaving the organization. The film is neutral on martial arts in service of the state, at least during a time of crisis, but it's plainly skeptical about its effectiveness. Movies like Legend of the Fist or the Taichi diptych show kung fu holding its own against 20th-century mechanized armies. The Grandmaster shows "Uncle Deng" (one of Yip's circle) angrily declaring "I'll kill every Jap that comes!", then cuts to a caption: "Uncle Deng died in a Japanese bombing." That brutally puts paid to any question of kung fu affecting the course of the war—Wing Chun or Bajiquan aren't much help against a Mitsubishi G3M.
In any event, the war is over the Razor wants out. He succeeds and opens a barbershop in Hong Kong, where he bickers over a kickback. It's a tense scene, but there's something off about it: the conversation feels like a mere pretext for the physical contest that inevitably breaks out. The pantomime quality is enhanced by the presence of Xiao Shenyang, an unsubtle comedian (protege of Zhao Benshan) who shamelessly mugs for the camera just before Razor slams him across the room. Shenyang obviously isn't one to hold a grudge, since he immediately asks Razor to take him as a disciple. Razor reluctantly agrees, and a caption summarizes his achievement: "Bajiquan entered Hong Kong." Razor discards the organization, but his potential is only fulfilled when he discards its secretive, proprietary approach to martial arts and begins spreading his art in an region where it was heretofore unknown—precisely as Yip does with Wing Chun in Hong Kong.
The most important contrasting master, or at least the one who takes up the bulk of the film's attention, is Gong Yutian's daughter Gong Er (Zhang Ziyi). Gong Er herself is paired with a rival, her father's heir Ma San (Zhang Jin). Ma regards martial ability as a vehicle for self-aggrandizement: he tries to take on the assembled southern masters with no prompting, he objects to Gong Yutian's characterization of martial arts as "a sword you keep in its sheath," and Gong Yutian finally kicks him out of Foshan until he grows up. He ends up throwing in with the Japanese, and while it's not explained what the Japanese get out of this, Ma plainly revels in the VIP treatment. He pays a last visit to Gong Yutian, who disowns him before being apparently killed by Ma—though it's left ambiguous whether his death is accidental or deliberate.
Much of the film's middle section is take up by Gong Er's mission of revenge against Ma San. It's repeatedly emphasized that this is a self-imposed mission, as Gong Yutian supposedly told her with his last words not to do so. (This is also ambiguous, though, since it's only relayed second-hand by older members of Gong Yutian's circle, not heard directly by Gong Er or the audience.) One elder even unsuccessfully counsels Gong Er to team up with Ma and "complete" the Gong family's martial arts—to not only forgive Ma San but to expand her conception of family to include the "brother-master" who killed her father. (Remarkably, nobody seems bothered that Ma is also a collaborator, leading me to wonder if this plot turn was only included to provide a more clearly demarcated villain.) Yip and the Razor spread their art, the Gong family's martial arts is reduced to a one-on-one competition for "the Gong family legacy" that Gong Er, in the revenge-story tradition, only wins at great cost to herself. She's badly and permanently injured, she gets hooked on opium, she takes on a ghostly white pallor, and indeed she's the only character who displays physical changes in the course of the film, even though it unfolds over a 25-year period.
There's something schematic about the Gong Er/Ma San relationship, a feeling reinforced by the numbered nicknames given to them by Gong Yutian: "er" = 2, "san" = 3. Coincidentally or not, their numerical ranking corresponds to the inclusiveness of their martial-arts philosophy. Gong Yutian, the presumptive #1, sees martial arts as property of the wulin; Gong Er, as property of the family; Ma San, as property of the individual. (I suppose Ma San should really be "one," but Gong Yutian explains the "three" as a reference to "an old wulin expression" prescribing modesty.) Gong Er's committment to patrimony is only slightly less insular than Ma's self-glorification, compelling her to abandon her pending marriage and her study of medicine (a classically "selfless" vocation) for the sake of avenging her father. It also means witholding her family's trademark technique—"the Gong Family's 64 Hands"—that her father taught to no one else, Ma San included.
Yip and Gong Er struggle to keep their relationship at a platonic remove, much like the couple of In the Mood for Love. In some respects their relationship also echoes the Leung/Zhang duo in 2046 or Chang Chen and Gong Li in "The Hand," where the characters' failures to follow through on their emotions produce similar consequences for the female leads. Only in the last act does Gong Er finally announce her feelings for Yip, in a faux-casual way ("It's nothing to tell you this") that still tries to minimize them. Yip asks to see the 64 Hands again, but she no longers remember it. Her descent into illness and opium doom the Gong family's biological line, and her attenuated relationship with Yip combines with her traditional notions of inheritance to doom the Gong family's martial-arts legacy. Thus Wong refashions a favorite theme for a new kung-fu context.
The Gong Er story falls into a sort of wasted-woman trope, but Gong Er's failure doesn't automatically mark her as weaker or inferior to Yip, just as a victim of circumstance. Yip loses part of his family to war-induced privations and the rest when the Hong Kong-mainland border is closed. (His two sons eventually joined him in Hong Kong, but only after the period covered in the film.) Yip chooses to open a school and spread his art openly, a more expansive substitute for the Gong-style martial-arts family he can no longer have. But if Yip had lost his family to a martial-arts rival instead of impersonal historical forces, can we definitely say he wouldn't be consumed by revenge just as Gong Er was?
With no need to seek revenge for the fate of his family, the exiled Yip effectively starts all over again, encapsulated in a scene where some macho tough guys take Yip to task—remember, this is the man who was not long ago acclaimed as the pride of southern martial arts—because Wing Chun doesn't mean shit in Hong Kong. Yip's life is one of discontinuities, both personal and historical-political. In the course of the film, he loses his wealth, his family, and his hometown. As for the bigger picture, an early flashback (moved to the end in the international version) has Yip's master (a cameo by Yuen Wo-ping) break out the "One's belt is one's honor" line, after which Yip's voice-over divides his life into historical eras: "I lived through the Guangxu Emperor, the Xuantong Emperor, the Republic, the Northern Expedition, the Anti-Japanese War, the Civil War..." He then refers back to his master's words with a line that gains significance only in retrospect: "I could perservere with this sentence."
I don't believe we ever get much of an idea of what Yip and his master mean by "honor," but I think the "belt" is actually more significant—a link to the past that is never taken from him, even after he loses everything else. (The English subtitles on the Hong Kong Blu-ray have a line here that doesn't reflect the actual dialogue, and that makes the point much more explicit: "One sash, an unbroken tradition.") Yip will always be, in his master's formal words, "a practioner of the martial arts," regardless of his family or financial situation, and Yip understands that martial arts go anywhere, whether he's under imperial rule, a disunited republic, a foreign occupation, or a British colonial government. (The film takes special care to remind us that this is exactly what Hong Kong was, with a shot of Yip having his ID photo taken before a height chart in feet and inches, and with newsreel footage of Hong Kong marking Elizabeth II's coronation.) Having lost everything, Yip reinvents himself as a selfless carrier of tradition. If Gong Er's fate has echoes of Bai Ling's in 2046, Yip's has its own echoes of Chow Mo-wan, who ends up in some indeterminate, self-constructed mix of past and future—the distinction being that Yip's synthesis (the conveyance of the past to the future) comes as a triumph.
Yip's triumph, then, is his defense of tradition. This is a rather conservative point of view, but it's made clear that tradition survives a time of upheaval—personal or political—only by becoming more inclusive. (Consider that Gong Er may well have lived to pass down her art had she been her father's heir instead of Ma San, an impossibility in the patriarchal wulin.) Here we may find an explanation for the film's cryptic bookends: Yip's claim that "kung fu" is composed of "one horizontal, one vertical." This somewhat untranslatable statement is based on the shape of the characters for "kung" (功) and "fu" (夫); at the film's outset, Yip explains this as a crude metaphor for combat, where only the victor is left standing. He doesn't explain why he repeats it at the film's conclusion, but he clearly means something different here. I imagine it as the stability of tradition (the vertical) standing alongside the sweeping "horizontality" of time and space, no longer symbolizing combat but Yip's own achievement. Yip's mastery is to convey tradition through both time and space, transcending family, north-south and, eventually, China itself. (The international version even adds some brief footage of Yip sparring with a "westerner," which may have been intended as pandering gesture but affirms Yip's committment to openness.) Even his wardrobe signals a dual allegiance to tradition and the outside world: though he looks ill at ease wearing a Western-style suit for his ID photo (the same garb Leung wore so well in his last two WKW films), he spends much of the film in a Chinese-style robe topped off by a very non-Chinese Panama hat. And Yip's family background isn't in martial arts but in the import-export business, taking Chinese products to the world and vice-versa—perhaps this influences the "open-door" approach to his art.
Whatever the reasons for Yip's outward vision—and again, it would seem pure cicumstance has a lot to do with it—the film's final caption confirms that this was the root of his success: "Because of him, Wing Chun flourished and spread throughout the world." A comparison that comes to mind is Tian Zhuangzhuang's The Go Master, about a man who lives through the same messy historical backdrop, relocates to Japan to perfect his art, passes through various insular milieus, and finally achieves immortality by passing his skill down to others. This comparison occurred to me even before I discovered that one of Wong's co-writers, Zou Jingzhi, was also a co-writer on The Go Master, or (less significantly) that Tian Zhuangzhuang did the Mandarin dubbing for Yip's master. (Chang Chen's part in The Grandmaster is too minor to make much of a comparison with his lead role in The Go Master, but broadly speaking, both characters follow a similar path.)
The Go Master certainly seems a stronger parallel than the Donnie Yen Ip Man cycle. The ending of Ip Man 2 nicely sums up the differences: its closing text starts off similarly—"For 22 years, Yip Man spread the seeds of Wing Chun around the world"—but has an added kicker in extra-large characters: "...for the glory of Chinese martial arts." Donnie Yen's Yip is still stuck in the wulin, where Wing Chun might be taught to (certain) foreigners but never transcends its origins. Contrast with Leung's Yip, who asserts that "martial arts belong to the datong." The datong is a Confucian ideal (literally "great unity") that can be imagined as a utopia free from class, national, and (in some radical versions) even familial boundaries. In Ip Man 1 we get the exact opposite, as Yip proclaims the Japanese "will never understand" Chinese martial arts. So much for the datong...
The Grandmaster sees the wulin as something to move beyond, or at least to expand and re-define as a metaphor for borderless, all-inclusive utopia. Central to this metaphor is the seemingly paradoxical idea of non-proprietary tradition—that Chinese martial arts, pace Donnie Yen or Gong Yutian, can go anywhere, be understood by anyone, and have no need for "unification," being just some of "a thousand styles returning to the same road" (to use Yip's nicely pluralistic phrasing). So perhaps the film's real radicalism isn't in its resistance to nationalist narratives, but in its modest treatment of martial arts, which has become vanishingly rare as kung-fu films are reduced to infrequent event pictures. Yip's art isn't a real-life superpower, a world-changing force, or a summation and stand-in for the whole Chinese nation, but a benign tradition whose greatest value lies in its own perpetuation.
There was a lot of cynicism when this film finally entered production, given that Donnie Yen and Wilson Yip had just done an Yip Man film, they were already filming a sequel, and Herman Yau was preparing his own cash-in film (The Legend Is Born). I wasn't too worried, since I didn't expect much overlap between Wong Kar-wai and Wilson Yip or Herman Yau. The problem turned out to be pretty much moot, since Wong spent so long in production that it put 2 1/2 years between his film and Yau's post-Ip Man 2 knockoff (which I actually liked, for the record). But Wong still brings a different spin to the material. The earlier Yip Man films were heavily defined by patriotic fervor. The filmmakers imagined Yip defending Chinese honor against foreign interlopers, giving him the same fictionalized patriot-hero treatment as Hong Fei-hung (from Once Upon a Time in China, soon to be rebooted) and Huo Yuanjia (from Fearless). Like its three predecessors, The Grandmaster doesn't try to present an "authentic" Yip Man; its plot is mostly fictitious and puts Yip alongside invented characters, though some are loosely based on real ones.
But the film not only lacks the patriotic bent of the earlier films, it all but disowns it. This is almost shocking in the context of contemporary Chinese commercial filmmaking, but the movie doesn't force the point. It comes out as part of Yip's broader and martial arts philosophy, which the film examines and reiterates from various angles, almost monomaniacally but never tiresomely. The success here is in Wong's ability to weave it into some of his favorite themes and story points, which come off much better here than in My Blueberry Nights (where he tried to adapt them to a low-key chick-flick mode so low-key that nothing registers). The strategy in The Grandmaster is to contrast Yip Man with various other "masters," a structure loosely comparable to the women of 2046 or the road-movie denizens of Nights. This accounts for the film's bold and unusual gambit: an "Yip Man movie" that doesn't, at first blush, seem to be much about Yip Man at all. (Herman Yau's fine Grandmaster cash-in The Final Fight employs a similar trick, but I'll set that aside for now.)
Yip is the focus at the outset—the rainy nighttime fight we saw so long ago that Wong Jing parodied it in a movie that came out nearly a year before The Grandmaster. Then Yip gives a précis of his life (in voice-over, natch): inherited wealth, no job in the usual sense, third-generation Wing Chun practitioner, a beautiful wife who speaks maybe three sentences in the whole movie ("she doesn't generally talk much"—understatement of the year). His Wing Chun doesn't seem to serve any obvious purpose. It's not explained who or why he's fighting in the opening scene, so the best assumption is that they're just a bunch of upstarts out to test his mettle—that handy plot device where knowing kung fu ensures people will always want you to use it. Yip takes satisfaction from his skills, allowing Leung to display that insouciant air he does so well, but other than that, and some vague phrases like "One's belt is one's honor," nothing immediately evident lies behind Yip's martial-arts practice.
The first of the contrasting masters is the retiring Gong Yutian (Wang Qingxiang, a reliable stentorian actor), who comes from the north for one last meet-and-greet with his southern colleagues. Gong has dedicated his life to spreading northern martial arts throughout the country, and hopes northern and southern styles can be merged into one. This evokes the old notion of northern order brought to the south, to the traditional site of bandits, triads, pirates, and rebellions; the political dimension of his project is confirmed by his introductory speech, in which he recounts meeting with Kuomintang bigwig Li Jishen to send the "Five Tigers down south" (a real incident, the "Tigers" being a quintet of northern masters) and establish the state-sponsored Guangdong-Guangxi Martial Arts Academy (a real institution). The film doesn't mention that the Academy shut down after four months because of KMT infighting, and Gong's dream of unity sounds even more distant (if not naive) after meeting with a northeastern colleague (Zhao Benshan, of Happy Times and Getting Home), who speaks darkly of Japanese incursions in the north and potential secession in the south. Gong's mission comes off like rearranging chairs on the Titanic, attempting to unify the Chinese martial-arts community (the wulin) while China itself falls apart.
Yip comes in when Gong challenges the southerners to an exhibition match, and they choose Yip as their champion. He makes his way through a couple of subordinates (including a woman with bound feet), then faces Gong in the oddest "fight" scene in recent memory. Gong holds a cookie in an outstretched arm and challenges Yip to break it. Yip prevails, but his victory is more rhetorical than physical. Yip objects to Gong Yutian's focus on the wulin and argues this limits his vision: "In your eyes, this cookie is a wulin; to me, it's an entire world." Yip rejects the idea of martial arts as an enclosed community, manifested as real and mythical secret societies. Virtually all Chinese martial arts—northern and southern, Wing Chun included—claim descent from the legendary "Elders" who supposedly survived the destruction of the (or a) Shaolin Temple, then went underground to escape the Qing authorities. The same origin was often claimed by the various Tiandihui and Hongmen organizations ancestral to the Kuomintang. Gong Yutian yokes himself to this insular tradition, cutting backroom deals with the KMT and focusing on unification of the existing wulin. Yip speaks of greater ambitions ("the world is more than north and south...the southern arts can go beyond the north"), but for the time being, these remain rhetorical.
An even more explicit rejection of the secret-society mentality comes from another "master," nicknamed "Razor" in the English subtitles. Razor is played by Chang Chen in a seemingly standalone subplot—except for a brief, wordless encounter with Zhang Ziyi (two brief, wordless encounters in the international version), he never intersects with any of the other major characters, and his presence in the finished film likely owes something to contractual obligation. But though Razor and Yip never share a scene together [EDIT: apparently not true in the U.S. version], Wong goes out of his way to pair the two, giving Razor a rain-drenched fight scene that blatantly echoes the opening one with Yip. The identical setting sharpens the contrast between Yip's Wing Chun and Razor's Bajiquan: Razor constantly pushes forward with short, "explosive" strikes, while Yip holds his ground with sweeping omnidirectional attacks.
But Razor shares Yip's rejection of the wulin, as the fight breaks out when Razor—part of a gang of KMT assassins—insists on leaving the organization. The film is neutral on martial arts in service of the state, at least during a time of crisis, but it's plainly skeptical about its effectiveness. Movies like Legend of the Fist or the Taichi diptych show kung fu holding its own against 20th-century mechanized armies. The Grandmaster shows "Uncle Deng" (one of Yip's circle) angrily declaring "I'll kill every Jap that comes!", then cuts to a caption: "Uncle Deng died in a Japanese bombing." That brutally puts paid to any question of kung fu affecting the course of the war—Wing Chun or Bajiquan aren't much help against a Mitsubishi G3M.
In any event, the war is over the Razor wants out. He succeeds and opens a barbershop in Hong Kong, where he bickers over a kickback. It's a tense scene, but there's something off about it: the conversation feels like a mere pretext for the physical contest that inevitably breaks out. The pantomime quality is enhanced by the presence of Xiao Shenyang, an unsubtle comedian (protege of Zhao Benshan) who shamelessly mugs for the camera just before Razor slams him across the room. Shenyang obviously isn't one to hold a grudge, since he immediately asks Razor to take him as a disciple. Razor reluctantly agrees, and a caption summarizes his achievement: "Bajiquan entered Hong Kong." Razor discards the organization, but his potential is only fulfilled when he discards its secretive, proprietary approach to martial arts and begins spreading his art in an region where it was heretofore unknown—precisely as Yip does with Wing Chun in Hong Kong.
The most important contrasting master, or at least the one who takes up the bulk of the film's attention, is Gong Yutian's daughter Gong Er (Zhang Ziyi). Gong Er herself is paired with a rival, her father's heir Ma San (Zhang Jin). Ma regards martial ability as a vehicle for self-aggrandizement: he tries to take on the assembled southern masters with no prompting, he objects to Gong Yutian's characterization of martial arts as "a sword you keep in its sheath," and Gong Yutian finally kicks him out of Foshan until he grows up. He ends up throwing in with the Japanese, and while it's not explained what the Japanese get out of this, Ma plainly revels in the VIP treatment. He pays a last visit to Gong Yutian, who disowns him before being apparently killed by Ma—though it's left ambiguous whether his death is accidental or deliberate.
Much of the film's middle section is take up by Gong Er's mission of revenge against Ma San. It's repeatedly emphasized that this is a self-imposed mission, as Gong Yutian supposedly told her with his last words not to do so. (This is also ambiguous, though, since it's only relayed second-hand by older members of Gong Yutian's circle, not heard directly by Gong Er or the audience.) One elder even unsuccessfully counsels Gong Er to team up with Ma and "complete" the Gong family's martial arts—to not only forgive Ma San but to expand her conception of family to include the "brother-master" who killed her father. (Remarkably, nobody seems bothered that Ma is also a collaborator, leading me to wonder if this plot turn was only included to provide a more clearly demarcated villain.) Yip and the Razor spread their art, the Gong family's martial arts is reduced to a one-on-one competition for "the Gong family legacy" that Gong Er, in the revenge-story tradition, only wins at great cost to herself. She's badly and permanently injured, she gets hooked on opium, she takes on a ghostly white pallor, and indeed she's the only character who displays physical changes in the course of the film, even though it unfolds over a 25-year period.
There's something schematic about the Gong Er/Ma San relationship, a feeling reinforced by the numbered nicknames given to them by Gong Yutian: "er" = 2, "san" = 3. Coincidentally or not, their numerical ranking corresponds to the inclusiveness of their martial-arts philosophy. Gong Yutian, the presumptive #1, sees martial arts as property of the wulin; Gong Er, as property of the family; Ma San, as property of the individual. (I suppose Ma San should really be "one," but Gong Yutian explains the "three" as a reference to "an old wulin expression" prescribing modesty.) Gong Er's committment to patrimony is only slightly less insular than Ma's self-glorification, compelling her to abandon her pending marriage and her study of medicine (a classically "selfless" vocation) for the sake of avenging her father. It also means witholding her family's trademark technique—"the Gong Family's 64 Hands"—that her father taught to no one else, Ma San included.
Yip and Gong Er struggle to keep their relationship at a platonic remove, much like the couple of In the Mood for Love. In some respects their relationship also echoes the Leung/Zhang duo in 2046 or Chang Chen and Gong Li in "The Hand," where the characters' failures to follow through on their emotions produce similar consequences for the female leads. Only in the last act does Gong Er finally announce her feelings for Yip, in a faux-casual way ("It's nothing to tell you this") that still tries to minimize them. Yip asks to see the 64 Hands again, but she no longers remember it. Her descent into illness and opium doom the Gong family's biological line, and her attenuated relationship with Yip combines with her traditional notions of inheritance to doom the Gong family's martial-arts legacy. Thus Wong refashions a favorite theme for a new kung-fu context.
The Gong Er story falls into a sort of wasted-woman trope, but Gong Er's failure doesn't automatically mark her as weaker or inferior to Yip, just as a victim of circumstance. Yip loses part of his family to war-induced privations and the rest when the Hong Kong-mainland border is closed. (His two sons eventually joined him in Hong Kong, but only after the period covered in the film.) Yip chooses to open a school and spread his art openly, a more expansive substitute for the Gong-style martial-arts family he can no longer have. But if Yip had lost his family to a martial-arts rival instead of impersonal historical forces, can we definitely say he wouldn't be consumed by revenge just as Gong Er was?
With no need to seek revenge for the fate of his family, the exiled Yip effectively starts all over again, encapsulated in a scene where some macho tough guys take Yip to task—remember, this is the man who was not long ago acclaimed as the pride of southern martial arts—because Wing Chun doesn't mean shit in Hong Kong. Yip's life is one of discontinuities, both personal and historical-political. In the course of the film, he loses his wealth, his family, and his hometown. As for the bigger picture, an early flashback (moved to the end in the international version) has Yip's master (a cameo by Yuen Wo-ping) break out the "One's belt is one's honor" line, after which Yip's voice-over divides his life into historical eras: "I lived through the Guangxu Emperor, the Xuantong Emperor, the Republic, the Northern Expedition, the Anti-Japanese War, the Civil War..." He then refers back to his master's words with a line that gains significance only in retrospect: "I could perservere with this sentence."
I don't believe we ever get much of an idea of what Yip and his master mean by "honor," but I think the "belt" is actually more significant—a link to the past that is never taken from him, even after he loses everything else. (The English subtitles on the Hong Kong Blu-ray have a line here that doesn't reflect the actual dialogue, and that makes the point much more explicit: "One sash, an unbroken tradition.") Yip will always be, in his master's formal words, "a practioner of the martial arts," regardless of his family or financial situation, and Yip understands that martial arts go anywhere, whether he's under imperial rule, a disunited republic, a foreign occupation, or a British colonial government. (The film takes special care to remind us that this is exactly what Hong Kong was, with a shot of Yip having his ID photo taken before a height chart in feet and inches, and with newsreel footage of Hong Kong marking Elizabeth II's coronation.) Having lost everything, Yip reinvents himself as a selfless carrier of tradition. If Gong Er's fate has echoes of Bai Ling's in 2046, Yip's has its own echoes of Chow Mo-wan, who ends up in some indeterminate, self-constructed mix of past and future—the distinction being that Yip's synthesis (the conveyance of the past to the future) comes as a triumph.
Yip's triumph, then, is his defense of tradition. This is a rather conservative point of view, but it's made clear that tradition survives a time of upheaval—personal or political—only by becoming more inclusive. (Consider that Gong Er may well have lived to pass down her art had she been her father's heir instead of Ma San, an impossibility in the patriarchal wulin.) Here we may find an explanation for the film's cryptic bookends: Yip's claim that "kung fu" is composed of "one horizontal, one vertical." This somewhat untranslatable statement is based on the shape of the characters for "kung" (功) and "fu" (夫); at the film's outset, Yip explains this as a crude metaphor for combat, where only the victor is left standing. He doesn't explain why he repeats it at the film's conclusion, but he clearly means something different here. I imagine it as the stability of tradition (the vertical) standing alongside the sweeping "horizontality" of time and space, no longer symbolizing combat but Yip's own achievement. Yip's mastery is to convey tradition through both time and space, transcending family, north-south and, eventually, China itself. (The international version even adds some brief footage of Yip sparring with a "westerner," which may have been intended as pandering gesture but affirms Yip's committment to openness.) Even his wardrobe signals a dual allegiance to tradition and the outside world: though he looks ill at ease wearing a Western-style suit for his ID photo (the same garb Leung wore so well in his last two WKW films), he spends much of the film in a Chinese-style robe topped off by a very non-Chinese Panama hat. And Yip's family background isn't in martial arts but in the import-export business, taking Chinese products to the world and vice-versa—perhaps this influences the "open-door" approach to his art.
Whatever the reasons for Yip's outward vision—and again, it would seem pure cicumstance has a lot to do with it—the film's final caption confirms that this was the root of his success: "Because of him, Wing Chun flourished and spread throughout the world." A comparison that comes to mind is Tian Zhuangzhuang's The Go Master, about a man who lives through the same messy historical backdrop, relocates to Japan to perfect his art, passes through various insular milieus, and finally achieves immortality by passing his skill down to others. This comparison occurred to me even before I discovered that one of Wong's co-writers, Zou Jingzhi, was also a co-writer on The Go Master, or (less significantly) that Tian Zhuangzhuang did the Mandarin dubbing for Yip's master. (Chang Chen's part in The Grandmaster is too minor to make much of a comparison with his lead role in The Go Master, but broadly speaking, both characters follow a similar path.)
The Go Master certainly seems a stronger parallel than the Donnie Yen Ip Man cycle. The ending of Ip Man 2 nicely sums up the differences: its closing text starts off similarly—"For 22 years, Yip Man spread the seeds of Wing Chun around the world"—but has an added kicker in extra-large characters: "...for the glory of Chinese martial arts." Donnie Yen's Yip is still stuck in the wulin, where Wing Chun might be taught to (certain) foreigners but never transcends its origins. Contrast with Leung's Yip, who asserts that "martial arts belong to the datong." The datong is a Confucian ideal (literally "great unity") that can be imagined as a utopia free from class, national, and (in some radical versions) even familial boundaries. In Ip Man 1 we get the exact opposite, as Yip proclaims the Japanese "will never understand" Chinese martial arts. So much for the datong...
The Grandmaster sees the wulin as something to move beyond, or at least to expand and re-define as a metaphor for borderless, all-inclusive utopia. Central to this metaphor is the seemingly paradoxical idea of non-proprietary tradition—that Chinese martial arts, pace Donnie Yen or Gong Yutian, can go anywhere, be understood by anyone, and have no need for "unification," being just some of "a thousand styles returning to the same road" (to use Yip's nicely pluralistic phrasing). So perhaps the film's real radicalism isn't in its resistance to nationalist narratives, but in its modest treatment of martial arts, which has become vanishingly rare as kung-fu films are reduced to infrequent event pictures. Yip's art isn't a real-life superpower, a world-changing force, or a summation and stand-in for the whole Chinese nation, but a benign tradition whose greatest value lies in its own perpetuation.