Our Country is a Garden of Flowers: Long live Chairman Mao!
I am longing to get the melody and pin-yin of the song which the old school-teacher has his replacement sing, when he first discusses her tasks with her.
I have met Chinese who know the words, but to different tunes.
I want, also, to learn some of the gestures which (apparently) school children and others were to perform as they sang this party anthem.
This scene won me over to the film utterly, when I first saw it, and I think it exemplifies, very well, the quiet, gentle good-humor of the director at his best.
I must say, most of the films I've enjoyed most, in recent years, are Chinese, and the only really deep and intelligent American film I've seen was directed by a Chinese director.
Something tells me that, just as the "torch" of great cinema passed from Germany to the U.S. in the 1940's, so, the torch has passed on to China now.