Wu Ke-xi wins Best Actress at HKIFF
The actress won the Firebird Award for Best Actress on 20 April for her performance in "Blue Sun Palace", which revolves around migrants living in Queens, New York.
Wu, who wasn't able to attend the event due to work obligations in the US, dedicated the award to all who live and work in a foreign country.
"You are not alone," she said. "All the suffering or pain will pass, and become nutrients for you to become a better self."
The judges' reason for the award was that it was a story about the ideals of a group of people living in a foreign land.
"They brought to life the vicissitudes, powerlessness and wandering of the shared destiny of immigrants, allowing the audience to be more deeply immersed in a world where women are oppressed by reality. Wu's smart performances in the film are indispensable and won unanimous recognition from the judges."
This marks Wu's first award at the Hong Kong International Film Festival.
(Photo Source: Wu Ke-xi IG, IMDb)
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