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Summary: A touching and personal film.
Review: I'm really not one for words but this movie has to be one of my favorites of all time. The characters are so real and the story almost feels as if you were there with the two on their trip. Everything feels so natural and immersive, highly recommended
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Summary: GREAT, GREAT MOVIE!!!!!!!!!!
Review: This is what Hollywood should be doing more of. This flick doesnt fit the whole "I know where this thing is going" we see every day. Simple story with a great friendship, wonderful acting, & funny! Check it out!
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Summary: lost in translation(s) any where
Review: this movie can translate to anyone from any country
who does not speak the language and whome visits the
land of its natives. but then again one in america can
still be lost in translation even with its own citizens
who speak the tongue. i think it is about being loved in the
end because if love were there-in the characters lives then
they would not of spoken to each other at the hotel.i feel that one being loved by ones spouse in any situation[even if one does not know the country's language] may survive/succeed quite well emotionally, but the characters on here represented two lonely characteres. the higher message is all about having a loving/supportive/caring wife if you are a man and vice versa for the female but the core of everything to this film "lost in translation" is the loneliness. scarlett johanssons needs more films like these because it is the way and the road to hopefully receiving an Oscar Award.
The formula here is simply natural, original, and simple but it works. i think bill murray will win an Oscar, but this is my opinion. "LIT[lost in translation]" is recommended.
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Summary: The Seinfeld of movies...
Review: An enjoyable film where nothing really happens. Well acted and shot.
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Summary: Not Dressed to Go Out and Play
Review: The first image in writer-director Sofia's Coppola's Lost in Translation gets your attention - - Charlotte's behind in her underwear as she lies in bed. Charlotte, barely out of her teens, is in her underwear most of the time she spends in the Tokyo hotel room where she waits for her photographer husband to notice her. You soon see that Charlotte's equally young husband is an idiot (insipid conversation about rock musicians, gullibility when a Sarah Michelle Gellar clone tells how her father fought on the "American side at the Bay of Pigs" and came back an anorexic). While philosophy grad Charlotte is brighter than her husband, she shares one thing with him - - she's no more emotionally mature than he is. In one scene Charlotte and her husband (writing this, I can't remember his name) are in their hotel room. He's sitting on the floor, surrounded by cameras and expensive photo equipment (his toys) while Charlotte wiggles past him in her underwear, throwing a scarf she's been knitting around her neck, playing dress-up. "Do you think this is done?" she asks him. He doesn't know. Lost in Translation is the story of Charlotte waiting to grow up, and finding someone to wait with her. Bob is an American movie star doing an ad campaign for Suntory whiskey in Tokyo. His marriage is rocky, but he doesn't want it to end. Bob and Charlotte meet. They each recognize a soul mate. But they also know from the beginning that it can't last. Neither one wants to take advantage of the other. The comedy in the film comes from Bob's interaction with Japanese culture (sometimes verging on cliché). The drama comes from Charlotte and Bob's desire for each other, along with the knowledge that, regardless of what happens in their marriages, they're not the ones for each other. Bill Murray as Bob deserves the Oscar for showing all this with his weary face. Scarlett Johansson as Charlotte displays not just grown-up emotions, but the act of growing up as we watch. Tokyo, filmed mostly at night, seems like most big cities to be itself more than part of the country it belongs to. We see the contrast when Charlotte comes across a traditional Japanese wedding outside the city, though you wonder if there's a reality for the Japanese somewhere between hypermodern Tokyo and re-creations of ancient religious ceremonies. Charlotte and Bob spend their nights together, fighting insomnia, running from one club or party to another. The Japanese they talk to are mostly young, struggling to be understood in basic English and even French, in contrast with businessmen Bob overhears in the hotel sauna comfortably speaking German between themselves, but not experiencing anything of Tokyo. (I think they were complaining there was no German food.) The music is American and British. Karaoke is everywhere - - even the American lounge singer in the hotel is more of a karaoke singer than a New York chanteuse. When they have to leave each other, Bob goes home to his family, while Charlotte walks into the Tokyo crowds, alone but confident. It's finally daytime.
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Summary: Lost in Depression/Perdido en Depresion
Review: Si desea ver una buena pelicula, creyendo que por haber ganado premios, esta es una de ellas. Mejor busque por otra parte, esta pelicula es una de las mas aburridas que he visto. Sinceramente no vale la pena.
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Summary: brilliantly different
Review: This movie stood in stark contrast to the other mainstream market movies in the theatres. Don't be fooled by the commercial; it's not a fun loving light hearted comedy. But it is something deeper. It's an unspoken want, with brilliant illustration of alienation and familiar feelings. Highly recommended.
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Summary: I'd rate this "zero" if I could.
Review: This review is written by someone who truly loves small, independent films, and foreign films, as well. Movies like The Salton Sea, Italian for Beginners, Love and Death on Long Island, Cyrano, Envy, Shall We Dance, and The Sweet Hereafter are some of the most underpraised works I've seen over the last 10 years. But unlike those gems, Lost In Translation is...well...let's just say you can color me bored. This "movie" is less a plot-driven film than a series of excruciatingly slow vignettes. There's little, if any, character development - we're given no real reason why we should care about either of them. What's lost in translation is the alleged "chemistry" between Murray and Johannsen. So neither of them like being in Tokyo. So they both apparently are not fond of their spouse's ways. So what! Murray's character is vacuous when he should have been played as world-weary, and Ms. Johannsen's screen presence is nothing if not forgettable. The dialogue is spare, but not in a good way. Ms. Coppola stated in a recent interview that her screenwriting "expectations" were low. She has not exceeded them. I've heard better dialogue in adult films.
The fact that this film - and Murray - is nominated for an Oscar is mind-boggling. Apparently there's no accounting for taste.
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Summary: A Beautiful, Touching Little Picture
Review: There's no doubt that "Lost in Translation" is a different kind of movie for most modern film-goers. There's no morphing, there's no getting pounded over the head with the music, and sound effects don't swirl around you while you watch it. However, if you're a fan of the French New Wave (look it up if you don't know), you'll recognize that Sofia Coppola has made a lovely valentine, not only to her star, Bill Murray, but to a style of groundbreaking film that seems quaint by today's corporate-sponsored monolith standards. Other reviewers have outlined the story - or supposed lack thereof - so I won't get into that. But anyone who tells you nothing is happening in this film is approaching it the wrong way. Maybe it's best to simply quote the brilliant jazz pianist, Bill Evans, and leave it at that: "Some people just want to be hit over the head and, if they get hit hard enough, maybe they'll feel something. But some people want to get inside of something and discover more richness. And I think it will always be the same; they're not going to be the great percentage of the people. A great percentage of the people don't want a challenge. They want something to be done to them -- they don't want to participate. But there'll always be maybe 15% that desire something more, and they'll search it out. And maybe that's where art is."
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Summary: For what doesn't happen and transcendental perfection
Review: This is the quintessential non-obvious film, with non-obvious stars, non-obvious scenes, and a zen-like ambiguity to its ending. (Please, Ms. Coppola, resist the temptation to do a sequel.) Bill Murray plays the role of his life in the way that Michael Caine played the role of his life in last year's The Quiet American. It's the role Bill was born to play - and succeeds in blending his brilliant (and well exposed) sense of irony with the dramatic intrpspection he achieved with his self-produced and unloved but brilliant Razor's Edge (1984). Scarlett Johanssen simply IS. Her zaftig and somewhat unfashionable youthful but confused beauty is unconsciously perfect in this setting. Rare true joy radiates from certain scenes (dashing across a crowded street for example) in ways which are so genuine, it transcends acting. Watch it for what doesn't happen. Watch it for the tiniest details of perfection.
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