All are in Tokyo. Him, alone. She is also alone. They inevitably meet in the movie. The story also started naturally.
There's no sex throughout the film, but it's excitingly sad all the time.
Middle-aged Bill Murray plays a tired movie star who comes to Tokyo alone for a beer commercial. Everything around him is still so boring, nothing has changed. He is a star, a pet, a doll at the mercy of others. He was prescribed the path of life, and he wanted to escape, but as an old man like him, he had already lost the ability to choose life. Where could he escape? Even in Tokyo, his wife's faxes, phone calls, TV station appointments, and fans' requests are all ruthlessly exploiting his life. The look on his face told me that he was really tired.
Scarlett Johansson, I reckoned that she was about 18 or 9 years old at that time, but the sobriety and blankness in her eyes was so beautiful that it made my heart hurt. She plays a girl who just married a photographer, but her life rhythm with the photographer is obviously not at the same pace. Her husband is busy all day, running around, shuttling between various greetings, and he can't sit down with her at all. Have a glass of whiskey. She pretty much still lives a lovely, lonely celibate life, reading philosophy books, writing, and turning into a party animal at night. She pitifully asked for a sense of security in the noisy crowd. She is so lonely, and her loneliness is a beauty. I've always thought that women who are beautiful and unaware are especially good looking alone. Chu Chu moving.
Let's meet, let's meet. They met like old friends, and they had to be attracted because of the same breath. Sofia Coppola is worthy of being a famous family, and she is really smart. She explained the emotions of the two of them well, with a natural approach and without too much ingenuity. He and her, a couple who had never met before, had love and friendship, and they were both specious, but not ambiguous. At that time, they just needed each other, and they had to stay together. How can such a real emotion be summed up by such clichés as "love" and "friendship"?
So I was lost, I finally found a mutual proof for those inexplicable emotions, but when I faced it head-on, I still couldn't make a comment. I don't know how many similar emotions I'm going to face, and I don't know how I'm going to face them. Of course, how it ends also gives me a headache.
I am very disgusted with the end of the film, where he and her meet on the street, like a deliberate break, very Hollywood. Why can't there be a more decisive ending? Let them forget each other in the rivers and lakes in the disappointment and regret. Why hug? Why kiss?
PS: Hollywood has two female stars that I like very much, both are 1.63 meters. One is Scarlett, the female lead in the film, and the other is Elisha Cuthbert, who played "The Girl Next Door." After watching "Lost in Translation", I will say without hesitation that I prefer Scarlett! Because her face has a temperament that I like, it's called relief.
Grass Wei
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