Lost Again

I watched Lost in Translation again tonight. It is just so beautiful and so existential really. For a year after this film came out I had a crush on Scarlett Johansson's character, Charlotte. But watching it this time, I didn't feel like I was in love with Charlotte so much as I felt I am Charlotte. Except of course that I don't think I'd look that hot in a pink wig.

Seriously though, there are so many layers in that film. The subtexts, the little looks between the characters. I wouldn't say I missed them all the first time I saw it, but I will say that I wasn't perhaps conscious of how they were affecting me. Wow. So good.