It's the kind of story that shows more than it tells, a story that's forged in the spaces that exist in between characters and spaces.

What remains most vividly after Riding Alone For Thousands of Miles, however, is not its story but its world--the immersion in that world of a foreigner, not a polo-shirted Yank but a stiff-necked Japanese. And it is all overseen by a Chinese director.

It sounds like a slight plot, and it is, but it is rich in detail that makes up for the simplicity of the story.

A profound example of unashamed feeling expanding across cultural barriers