This film took me back to my childhood when I lived in Singapore in 1968. The buildings, the rickshaws and the street vendors were all a part of Singapore culture back then. Like the Lotus Blossom girl with her yolk and baskets calling out her wares most days we had an old man shuffling along down the road outside our house selling beans and calling out.
For me it is sad that this ancient culture that had remained the same for millennia has now disappeared. Strangely the old house we lived in in Singapore still remains while most of the others around it have been replaced with modern buildings.
For me it is sad that this ancient culture that had remained the same for millennia has now disappeared. Strangely the old house we lived in in Singapore still remains while most of the others around it have been replaced with modern buildings.