Lost In Translation
is one of the most moving movies I have seen in the past few years. I remembering seeing it in the graveyard show, i.e., the show that begins at 11.30 PM in a theatre that had hardly ten or fifteen people in it. I have seen it a couple of times, in full or in part, since then. I have also tried to explain to others, and thus to myself, why I like this movie, in which, as one of my friends who didn't like it all that much commented, "nothing much happens". I think I will, for now, classify my tatse for this movie as one of those personal predilections that one can't really explain very well. So here is the final scene of the movie:
Other clips: lip my stockings, karaoke, making of Santori Times, a collage of scenes.
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