Lost in Translation
Got around to seeing this over the weekend, mainly because American Splendour wasn't on anywhere in Manchester. Gah.
The Guardian critic, who likes about three films a year, had given it five stars, and I could see why.
The story follows two people-- one a jaded actor, one the young graduate recently married-- both feeling lost and lonely in Tokyo. The city is used to great effect, seeming surreal and remote at first, but then offering up a wealth of experience and fun when they start to explore it together.
Nothing as obvious as a romance happens-- instead, a glimpse is offered into that sublime moment that seems to happen most when travelling; the meeting of two kindred souls.
I won't go to into what happens, but the film was fun and sad and beautifully-observed, without ever spilling over into the contemptible schmaltz of supposedly touching and funny films like My Big Fat Greek Wedding.
But that's a rant for another post. ;)
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cheesy peeeeeeeeeeas
sorry, i had to stick up for cheesy-peas! especially squeezy, cheesy, peas! i am sucker at the moment for bad taste cheese! "blush"
is there too many commas in this?