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Jo & Steve (Chan is Missing)

Created by Wayne Wang & Terrel Seltzer

“I’m no Charlie Chan.”
— Jo confesses

NOT EXACTLY a P.I. film, but the spirit is certainly willing in the 1982 indie cult fave Chan is Missing. It’s was about as low-budget as you could get, reportedly costing less than $20,000 to produce, and filmed in gritty, grainy 16mm black-and-white, mostly on location in San Francisco’s Chinatown, with a cast composed entirely of Asian-American actors (and non-actors). And it punches way above its weight. Way above its weight.

JO and STEVE are a mismatched pair of Chinese-American cabbies who make like private eyes, hitting the streets of San Francisco’s Chinatown in search of the enigmatic Chan Hong, the man who ripped them off for four grand.

But the search for Chan among the area’s shops, bars, transient hotels, restaurants, back rooms and politician’s offices soon takes a metaphorical hop, evolving from a simple detective story set against an affectionate and loving look at a particular sub-culture into a Quixotic search for meaning and identity, spread out over multiple generations, as it applies to the Chinese-American community.

Doubling down on the theme, this good-humored film also hits as a gentle spoof of the Charlie Chan B-flicks, for many a still-divisive symbol of the entire Chinese-American immigrant experience. With the middle-aged, American-born Jo taking on the role of the supposedly older and wiser one and young, impatient Steve, a third-generation immigrant, stepping into the shoes of “the number one son,” they search for the elusive Chan, a recent immigrant from China still caught between his old and new worlds.

Even Chan’s name does double duty, adding an extra layer of meaning to the film’s title.

There’s something downbeat and noirish in the conclusion, but the film is also cautiously optimistic. And the questions raised along the way ultimately reach far beyond the culture it seeks to explore, and becomes universally relevant.

Namely, when do we cease to be what we were and when do we become what we are?

Or can we somehow, be both?

As an ex-pat myself, I wonder…

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Chan is Missing was director Wayne Wang‘s first feature , which he produced, directed, edited and co-wrote, and he’s since gone on to become a major Hollywood player, balancing small indie films (Smoke, The Center of the World) with big hit features such as The Joy Luck Club, Maid in Manhattan and Because of Winn-Dixie.

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Respectfully submitted by Kevin Burton Smith.

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