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The power lies in his hooded eyes.
Large, dark, and to use astereotypical descriptorsincerely inscrutablebeneath thick brows frequently tilted in angles of unspecified melancholy.
When they draw you in, it suddenly becomes a little hard to breathe.
You cant look away.
Hes undeniably handsome, but his physical appeal on its own might be best described as uncle next door.
Perhaps on some level he is typecast, but who can blame the directors?
There are four directors who seem to really understand this power of Tony Leung.
She understands exactly how that zither feels.
Leung reaches the climax of his tune with strong, escalating strokes.
Throughout the film, Leung telegraphs the characters personal capacity for cruelty.
Mr. Yees suave manners are constantly veined with a cold menace.
Leung seems to grow in power in the darkness of this movie.
While Tangs character chatters on to fill up space, Leung only smirks and bids her to speak more.
Is she succeeding in seducing her mark?
A barely perceptible look of pity flashes across his face.
A tortured villain we all wish we could save.
(The movie was nominated for a Golden Globe and an Oscar.)
Cheung looks over her shoulder from the doorway of the hotel room, her face a resolute mask.
It is enough to make you forget Wenwu is a centuries-old war criminal.
It is hard not to fall in love with Tony Leung.
