Lost In Translation is fast becoming my go-to film for when I’m feeling a little depressed or alienated. For those that don’t know it, it follows the paths of two Americans lost – emotionally – in Tokyo, Bob (Bill Murray), a past-it film star shooting a gin ad, and Charlotte (Scarlett Johansson), a woman fresh out of her studies accompanying her increasingly distant photographer husband.
It’s a beautiful film. Every frame of Sofia Coppola’s masterpiece is a work of art, and the cinematography is just gorgeous. It transports you to Japan, encapsulating the beauty in its embrace of both modernisation and tradition, and giving you a sense of the isolation that being transplanted into such a big city full of strangers from a foreign culture can bring as well as the elation that comes when you make a connection. The music is also perfect; I bought the soundtrack just after watching it for the first time. ‘Just Like Honey’ by The Jesus And Mary Chain makes me melt.
Murray and Johansson give brilliant performances as always. Dialogue is sparse, but you can read everything on their faces. Bill Murray is and will always be a class act, and the stockings scene had me in stitches! They’re characters to identify with, to laugh with, to explore Tokyo with. And that’s why it’s a good me-time film. You should see it.