Everybody’s talking about Crazy Rich Asians. It’s a classic rom-com, a feel-good movie, and a step forward for Asians and Asian-Americans in Hollywood. It highlights the cultural gap between Asian Asians and Asian-Americans and informs the ignoramus that, yes indeed, not all Asians are alike.
But Crazy Rich Asians is more than that.
To me, it gives the world a glimpse of the truths that I (and my Asian and Asian-American friends) had always known. This movie is full of details and scenes that incited my mind to exclaim, “Yes! That’s me! That’s sooooo my life!” or “That’s so my mom/dad/auntie/[fill in blank]!”
Crazy Rich Asians is all of us. Here are just a few examples.
*Obligatory disclaimer and spoiler warning: This post may contain spoilers. Proceed at your own peril! Here’s an image just so you have enough time to click the back button. Otherwise, scroll on!*
Your family is a Family, with a capital F
The plot of Crazy Rich Asians may seem par for the course. Boy meets girl. Girl meets family. Family disapproves. Girl runs away in tears. Boy declares his undying love and vows to walk away from massive inheritance. Airport/airplane scene. Engagement. The End.
What is different is the mahjong-showdown wedged between boy’s declaration of love and the airplane scene. Rachel could have chosen to marry Nick over his family’s objections. But she didn’t. Rachel knew that she couldn’t have eloped with Nick because if he defied his family because of her, Nick would eventually come to resent her.
The Asian Family is stern, demanding, and implacable. Because Family is paramount – what you do is a reflection of your Family, your desires must be considered in light of your Family’s wishes, and your individual hopes and dreams must be guided by the needs of the Family.
You can never pack enough food when you’re traveling
Switching gears to something more lighthearted – I was tickled pink when I spotted the meals Rachel’s mom packed for the flight to Singapore. I’m sure this resonates with many Asians out there; it certainly resonated with me.
When I was young, whenever my family went on a road trip, we would pack every type of food imaginable: duck wings, tea eggs, dumplings, chicken feet, you name it. The rule was: if we didn’t pack it, you can’t eat or drink it. Even to this day, I feel a twinge of guilt when I purchase food or beverages on an outing.
Are we bananas?
It’s disorienting when even “your people” don’t accept you as “one of them.”
Here’s another one that will sound familiar to the Asian-American diaspora: one is at once too Asian to be Western and too foreign to be Asian. Both Rachel’s mother and Nick’s mother remind Rachel that, although she looks Chinese and speaks Chinese, she will always be seen as a Foreigner.
Sounds awfully familiar, doesn’t it?
How many of us have struggled with our identities growing up (or perhaps still struggle with our identity)? How many of us lacked (or still lack) a sense of belonging? How many of us are treated like foreigners when we visit the ”motherland”?
When I visit the motherland, I’m not even allowed to go around the city without adult supervision. The adults are afraid I’ll get lost or scammed. Meanwhile, I’ve hiked through the wilderness for 5 days with just a map and a compass …
It’s disorienting when even “your people” don’t accept you as “one of them.” Watching this issue play out in Crazy Rich Asians, I felt validated and relieved that this was not an experience unique to me (or my Asian-American friends) and that perhaps this very experience is a defining characteristic of the Asian-American identity.
Other little red packets of goodies
Alright, enough of this talk-about-The-Issues stuff. I leave you today with a few other fun details from Crazy Rich Asians.
How about how everyone, literally everyone, is called auntie? To this day, I still call my parent’s friends “auntie” and “uncle.”
Or how news spread so quickly over WeChat (Asian Whatsapp, for the uninitiated)? My parents made me install it a few years ago …
Or how Rachel’s mother told her to wear the red dress because it’s an auspicious color (and Rachel did!)? I can’t even tell you how many items of red clothing I had growing up!
And throwback to the 80s/90s, did anyone spot the song Sweet as honey (甜蜜蜜) by Teresa Teng (邓丽君) playing in the background of one scene? My mom used to play Teresa Teng’s songs all the time. Teresa Teng was the gold standard, way before K-pop came along.
I’m sure I missed a ton of other great details, so you can be sure I’ll be re-watching Crazy Rich Asians again very soon! Was there something from the movie that struck a chord with you? If so, tell me about it by emailing me at CordeliaQ8@gmail.com.
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