Task Force (1997). Directed by Patrick Leung, whose patchy filmography includes movies like Beyond Hypothermia, La Brasserie (a movie about...bras) and The Twins Effect 2 (wait, there was a sequel?) I'd dare say this work is his best.
This one uses the cops-and-robbers setting as a backdrop for a cop soap opera with an interesting cast of characters, Task Force starts out with the introduction of a Manic Pixie Dream Girl (term coined in 2005 by critic Nathan Rabin) in the form of a happy-go-lucky hooker essayed by Charlie Yeung with every fiber of charisma in her body. This was the '90s, so Charlie was in full MPDG mode. But her infectious energy managed to carry the movie and the quirky, surreal situations and homage scenes dreamed up by Chan Hing Kar (among his works, the very weird and entertaining 2010's La Comedie Humain) make this movie a little gem. It's like Lifeline, Bullets Over Summer and Beast Cops had a baby so pure, safe and entertaining it just smiles and farts all the time.
In this scene Karen Mok's character is seen going to her perpetually-absent musician boyfriend's place, and then leaving after without taking her stuff. As she looks out the car window tears drop from a sunglass-covered eye, with the bluish film tint and the rainy weather echoing her feelings.
Then we are shown what she actually did inside the apartment - she destroys his musical instruments and CD racks in a pure act of catharsis. All to the tune of 哭不出来 by 张惠妹 (A-Mei's Can't Cry).