Saturday, 10 January 2004
Arts
Film: Lost in Translation
Lost in Translation is a captivating film. Starting with its opening shots beckoning us to Tokyo, I kept connecting with the hearts of the protagonists of the film. Never before have I seen such an accurate depiction of that sense of loneliness you can feel in a crowded city, or the acceptance of it and the aching happiness that comes from recognising sulking isn't the way to go.
The film's particularly sparse with dialogue, instead relying on the actors abilities to convey complex emotion through their visual presence alone.
Stunning film-making.
Comment
On multiplexes
More than one person has asked me in the past month how I could possibly find myself watching the wrong film at a cinema. Today's visit to the multiplex provided an opportunity for me to present the evidence.
So now tell me: is Screen Five the door to the left or the door to the right? (I would at this point like to assert that although Screen Five is clearly showing Brother Bear, the photograph is for illustrative purposes only. I did not see Brother Bear today.)
Of course it's the door to the right. To the left is Screen Four. See what I mean?