René, a Caucasian accountant at embassy poured scorn on Chinese acrobatics before he, in a split second, swooned over John Lone’s Madame Butterfly, a spy disguising as an Opera diva and a lad masquerading as a lady in cheongsam and a slave who never naked before his lord.
it deserves watching for its ending, silent ending but with a strong powerful sound aloud, the middle part is too long for serving as the clues, but on certain level it can be seen as a sort of description of the lives of Maoris and the colonies on NZ