Last weekend saw me in Guangzhou with the ridiculously handsome and delightful Kendall, a Guangzhou resident (above) to shoot my new Cantonese-worshipping movie ‘In a Whorehouse – The Sequel’. I will say no more about that film, except it does contain whores and it will premiere soon.
After the strenuous and mentally challenging shoot, we repaired to a nearby Sichuan restaurant to make the podcast Like A Kendall In The Wine (see below) a heavily edited journey from sober to drunk, with lots of Cantonese thrown in, naturally.
During the meal it was revealed that Kendall didn’t play Cho Dai Di (??D) or any other games
for that matter. Yes, in the podcast it sounds like I’m just saying “let me teach you after we finish this dish” but in reality I was gagging discreetly on my ????? (dry-fried potato slivers). Can’t play Cho Dai Di! Not even after having watched my instruction video! (See below)
It didn’t take long for Kendall to pick up the rules of the game, but as we were only two, it wasn’t as wildly exciting as it could have been. We needed ??geuk, or legs. (Like a table, you need four legs for Cho Dai Di.)
Fortunately the area near the Guangzhou East Railway Station has developed to include quite a number of bar-like restaurants, where we soon found geezers who were bored just talking to each other for hours and who immediately welcomed two media-weary foreigners into their midst. They didn’t know the game either, but being mainlanders they started thrashing us after two minutes of instruction. It was always thus. No gratitude.
Talking of which, the Kendall was hooked on Cho Dai Di as I knew he would be, but now he is taunting me by sending me emails and texts every night about how much fun he is having playing cards. I’ve created a cruel monster.