The 40th Golden Horse Awards (
Hong Kong crime drama Infernal Affairs (
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Tony Leung (
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Another star from Hong Kong, Sandra Ng (
An ecstatic Ng, while accepting the award said, "If you think my role in this movie was good, you should see me in the sequel."
Anthony Wong (
The honors for best director were handed to Andrew Lau (
"I was expecting to take at most four awards, so I'm really pleased with this result," Andrew Lau said at the end of the ceremony. But Alan Mak expressed disappointment that Andy Lau did not win the best lead actor and said he would write another film specifically for him.
Taiwanese director Tsai Ming-liang (
Goodbye, Dragon Inn and its partner film The Missing (
Chen Sheng-chang (
"I'm very thankful for the Central Motion Picture Corporation (CMPC), where I learned editing. Without the CMPC I wouldn't be here."
Liao Pen-jung (
Liao first worked with Tsai on Rebels of the Neon God in 1992 and worked with Tsai on each of the director's films since then. The Missing, which was directed by Tsai's protege Lee Kang-sheng (
Wang Baoqiang (
This year, despite Infernal Affairs dominance, the awards were quite evenly divided between Taiwan, Hong Kong and China and many awards were given to non-commercial films, in particular Taiwan's Goodbye, Dragon Inn and The Missing.
Last night, Tainan basked in the limelight, with the arrival of stars such as Andy Lau, Leon Lai (
The city's 300-year-old historical buildings, such as the Confucian Temple and Yi-tsai Gold Castle were specially decorated for the event.
The whole city came out in support of the awards. All the eateries famous for Tainan delicacies, many of which have been in business more than 100 years, donated their local snacks to guests. And even the betel-nut girls at stands near the Tainan interchange and Tainan airport all wore cheongsams, reportedly under pressure from the city's police, to welcome the event to the city.
Beginning at 2pm, fans of Andy Lau and Leon Lai -- mostly teenag girls -- lined up on the two sides of the red carpet in front of Tainan Cutural Center.
"Tonight I have to see Leon Lai and Lee Sin-jie (
The award ceremony also paid a special tribute to Taiwanese action actor Ke Shou-liang (
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