What a ride, truly. This drama had it all. Epic sweep, a heart ‘n’ soul-rendering romance, gorgeous places and gorgeous faces, ancient mythology wrought with suspense and high-stakes and some more.
It started off slowly for me, I’ll be honest. I couldn’t see its charm initially (thanks to mookie’s recommendation I persevered) but then, it happened. Somewhere around the mid-teen or so episodes it became such an addictive, heart-thumping, delicious rush and I couldn’t stop myself from binge-watching.
Ah, Shanghai Bund. What possibly can I say to credit this masterpiece. This lavish feast of a story.
Upon finally getting to watch one of its adaptations I feel its popular title ”Godfather of the East” (yes, as in Asia’s answer to Francis Ford Coppola’s 1972 classic) is actually kind of… wrong.
Now don’t get me wrong, both were brilliant in their own right but you wouldn’t hear anyone calling Godfather the ”Shanghai Bund of the West”. Maybe likening it as such was a good way of introducing it western audiences back then, who knows? But Godfather is what it is and likewise Shanghai Bund deserves to standalone and shine on its own merit. The two are completely different beasts.