Highly Overrated But Still Good

The film makes a home in your brain and the only cure is to see it again.

This film is so real. It treats its characters with so much care and sensitivity.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

Every single character in this movie is either mean or plain stupid, and utterly pathetic. If you just want cruel reality to see how miserable life can be, how life can suck EVERY MOMENT IN EVERY WAY, then Peacock is your best bet, even better than jail.. There seems to be some strong 'subtle' emotions that the director wanted to deliver, I didn't get it and I doubt people who haven't really been through the years in the movie can. Many details were painfully true to the old days (which might still be a good thing) but all things were made to go extreme pretentiously. Was the film intended only for viewers who no longer wants to taste real joy from life?? Gu may be an outstanding cinematographer, but he should stay just it.

A film that bears no intention to entertain but a second viewing or more.I was 17 and I rent it home and I began to experience it alone.Dreams achingly dreamed and dreams never fulfilled.I was 17 and only cherished a rather vague outline of China in the late 1970s;China,my motherland.An age during which mass insanity was gradually quenched with mores still overwhelmingly domineering throughout the country.Blue trousers and white blouses and neatly tied-up long hair.You might encounter various feminine visages,but surely you wouldn't ever meet more than one style of dressing.It just went that way,like what the world sees now in North Korea.But hey,let's not be silly as to apply terms like human rights,etc. to the movie.It repels me to have to put up with those who're for ever seeking to impose upon any piece of art unnecessary or even absurd messages which it itself isn't even aware of.It's pregnant only with messages bound for it to be pregnant with,and let's not go too far and interpret no more.

Before I went to see this movie in Lithuanian non-Hollywood film festival Kino Pavasaris, I was warned by friends, that I must prepare to watch a very depressive film from China. And I'm wondering why it didn't seem depressive to me at all. Not a comedy, I must admit, but a masterpiece about life. Maybe some people think so because of it's ending, I don't know. Kong Que or peacock is a must see Chinese drama for those, who still love cinema. And for those who still wants to be surprised by it. The only weak side of Kong Que is a story about the youngest son in a family, which isn't so impressive as the stories of his siblings. Anyway, acting, directing & cinematography is great. I hope you'll have great time watching it, as I did. But be prepared this movie is longer than 2 hours.

After getting the silver bear award in the Berlin International Film Festival, the film "Peacock" drew quite a lot of people's attentions, including me. I didn't read any synopsis or articles before going to the cinema. The film started while my knowing nothing about it. "Peacock" is three stories about three people-the elder sister who keeps on seeking her dream, the elder brother who is not so smart but pretty kind, and the young brother who wants to get out of the cage of his family. Life is like this. Having a dream, then the dream is broken. Having another dream, than the dream is broken again. And we grow up during getting and losing out dreams. When looking back to the past, we can hardly believe that we ever had such a beautiful dream. That's what we call youth. It passed like flowing water, without any attachment. What is your dream? Make it come true before it is gone. Life is just as short as a peacock's spreading its tail. In fact, I wasn't deeply attracted by the film when watching it for the first time. However, I found it difficult to help thinking about it again and again the following days. I didn't really realize the bitters of life in the film without spending some time. It must be the reason why "Peacock" fascinates me and many of us a lot.