It was March 2020. New York was just getting its first lockdown. I remember getting picked up by a grey Toyota Camry. Sitting behind the wheel was an anxious, overworked Chinese man — he looked like he hadn’t slept in days. Ironically from the city of Wuhan, he confided in me his struggles as an Uber driver. Life for him was about survival. Striving to make ends meet, he faced prejudice night after night.
As a young artist from Hong Kong, I understand his loneliness — I wanted to make a film that questions our capacity for kindness during turbulence.