My heart felt nice and warm by the end of Lost in Translation. It felt like we took a peek into the mind of Sofia Coppola!
I went to this temple and all these monks were chanting and I didn’t feel anything. John’s been using these hair products and I don’t know who I married anymore.
Lost in Translation is about Bob, a famous but old actor, and Charlotte, a young graduate from Yale. Both of them find themselves stuck in Japan for reasons they have no control over, and they’re mostly alone. As they go about their days in Japan, we see how lost they are because Tokyo is such an enigmatic city. We see Charlotte absolutely confused when she made a trip to an arcade, and we see Bob stuck in the most bizarre situations with the Japanese. They can’t understand what the hell is going on and everything just looks… stupid.
Why do you have to point out how stupid everyone is all the time?
And that is something Charlotte struggles with that really affected me during the movie. Education is a strange thing – the more you know, the more you realise, the more the people around you sound like mouth-breathers and the less happy you are. Is it wrong of me to judge the kind of music people listen to? Is it “snotty” of me to think someone just said something really stupid?
Lost in Translation, to me, was a fantasy. A fantasy that a young college graduate like Charlotte could meet an older man who is so similar to herself. We watch them go wild together, sit in silence together, lie on a bed – on separate sides – sharing with each other thoughts and doubts that are on their minds. It was such a comfort to watch.
Scarlett Johansson and Bill Murray had this electrifying chemistry – gosh, the way they looked at each other! They’re always so careful when they get too close to each other, it was very endearing. And I’m glad that they didn’t cheat on each other’s spouses – it made their relationship a lot more meaningful (in my opinion).
I definitely recommend Lost in Translation to people who have the patience for indie films. Films like this focus more on the characters’ development than on a driving plot with an obvious/predictable direction. Lost in Translation has something to say, if you’re willing to give it a chance and have a listen.
I would put Lost in Translation alongside films like Her, Lars and the Real Girl, and maybe… 20th Century Women. I say maybe because I felt the script of Lost in Translation wasn’t super-amazingly-inspiring like that of Mike Mills’ 20th Century Women.
Also, Lost in Translation would be a real treat for girls who tend to like older men 😉