To say that this movie is good and I like it, to a large extent I think it is because it is a film made by women, its subjective feeling is feminine, its narrative method is feminine, and even its perspective The movement with the camera is also feminine, and most importantly, its understanding and interpretation of a relationship is also feminine. After watching the entire movie for the first time, none of the plots that are peddled in the usual movies and people's expectations did not appear. In the end, there was a reserved, delicate, and emotional female figure sitting there. The whole movie has no sex scenes, no kisses, no quarrels and chatter, even no provocative language and ambiguous eyes. The only one or two physical contact between the hero and heroine is simply unreasonable. Although the whole movie is wrapped in delicate femininity, and although it cannot escape the relationship of love, it is not about love. It can even be said that this is a "love" movie that has failed in the usual sense. So what is it going to say?
I think what it wants to say is what we experience every day-loneliness.
Loneliness is too easy to experience, but to be convincing, it takes some thought to feel the loneliness of others as one's own in the movie, and put two Americans with their own families into the distant and mysterious cultural differences. It’s for this in Tokyo; it’s for this to make men dying of passion, and to make women’s husbands busy all day and seemingly embarrassed; it’s for this to make the encounter so short and stay in the dim bar in the hotel most of the time. Most of the time in the whole movie is early in the morning, early morning or late at night. The neon flashes outside the window, singing and dancing, and a hustle and bustle city that naturally brings out the individual helplessness and loneliness. The more people there are, the lonely, the louder you can’t hear. Whenever you want to make a sound and leave yourself alone, you can understand that loneliness is not a pastime. From beginning to end, that kind of helpless loneliness continued to spread.
The so-called loneliness is not shameful, but most of the time people resolve loneliness in a shameful way, and even many times when love is so supreme and splendid and gorgeous, it will follow loneliness in a desperate manner. And this movie at least seems to me, without sacrificing my persistence and belief in that precious affection, you can say that there is love between the hero and the hero, although they all belong to their own families, although they are very different in age, although They are destined to be separated after a brief meeting. But no matter if you use the vulgar "physical derailment" or "psychological derailment" to judge the relationship between two people, you can't draw any conclusions empty-handed. In this era of sloppy handling of loneliness, Scarlett's face Isn't the charming and elegant smile and the affectionate hug of Bill at parting a kind of redemptive force that makes people feel at ease and feel that life is a little better after all?
Because loneliness cannot be justified by words, because love is not easy to come by. To clearly understand them, it is necessary to block many factors that disturb the audiovisual, making them look like physical variables in the laboratory, relative to other factors. When stationary, observe their trajectory. So loneliness must be taken by one person, so love must come to an abrupt end.
After returning from Japan, I deliberately found this film again. The noisy night scenes of the city in the movie, the quiet temples in the ancient city of Kyoto, the noisy game halls where young people gather, the quiet and flying Shinkansen and even the suntory whisky endorsed by Bill have all changed. It became a very familiar scene and thing, so in the movie, Scarlett's face was calm and novel when she wandered alone in a foreign country, and her dazedness and loneliness became very kind and real. She and I have also walked through this country as a bystander who may leave at any time through and through, and was reflected by the same hustle and bustle with the same loneliness-the kind of novelty that still keeps my head thinking about myself even in a foreign country. Unable to dilute the loneliness.
Solitude is not noble, except when we spend it with grace and innocence. I don't think "Lost in Tokyo" really has any so-called "lost", but people clearly face the insurmountable helplessness when facing loneliness and unwilling to confront it in shameful ways.
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