There’s a Chinese saying: you're not fully grown until you hit 30 (三十而立). In its 30 years, Hong Kong Lesbian and Gay Film Festival has grown from a fringe community event to one of the biggest LGBTQ+ festivals in Asia. It has seen a new century come, and a new generation of queer people and ideas emerge. CINEMQ caught up with festival director Joe Lam for Opening Night of their big 3-0 anniversary edition to talk about HKLGFF's legacy, and what the future holds. HKLGFF has be

Over his 30 year career, filmmaker Stanley Kwan has made his mark as one of the most important voices in Greater Chinese cinema. He is celeb

Transgender visibility in Hong Kong hit the big screen last year in Tracey, the story of a middle aged husband and father (Philip Keung) who

Should we ever stop fucking around? Tony Zhiyang Lin’s 2015 short documentary A City Of Two Tales explores questions of sex and relationships through frank and revealing interviews with two older gay men in Hong Kong. Seventy-year-old Smiley Sze probably gets more dick than people half his age. “I can go to saunas. I can talk to people there, and if it clicks, we move onto sex.” Pulling out his phone, he shows the dozens of messages he has on gay-dating apps. “I didn’t expect

Twenty years after it was first released, Happy Together is still the quintessential Chinese queer film, a dream of starting over at the end of the world. Emily Benita traces Yiu-fai and Po-wing’s acid neon steps and finds a love that transcends labels, identity and national boundaries, with lessons for today’s world. Watching Wong Kar-wai’s Happy Together (1997) twenty years on from its initial release, and four years from when I first saw it, it is striking how little it ha

In Part 2 of our series on drag, artist Scotty So shares how RuPaul’s Drag Race impacted his life as a young queer man coming of age in Hong Kong. It all started with me occasionally hooking up with a New Yorker who was living in Hong Kong. He was latino, masculine…I forget his name, but it doesn’t matter. Our conversations were never deep. We talked little, and spent the rest of our time under the sheets. It was March 2014. I had turned 19 a month before (I’m a Valentines ba