“Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.”
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.”
We saw Lost in Translation tonight. Random association words: melancholy, visceral, emotional, lonely, sorrowful, aching, crazy. The movie told the story of an aging actor who encounters a young married woman, both staying in Tokyo for different reasons. They both cannot sleep, so keep encountering each other in a bar – or at a swimming pool – all over. There are scenes and scenes of the woman, Charlotte, wandering across Japan, through streets, arcades, gardens, all by herself. Her husband is off taking pictures of famous people. She and the actor then wander through Japan together, having all sorts of strange, non-American encounters. They did a good job, the young actress and he: none of this Sean Connery/Catherine Zeta-Jones business; it’s two lonely souls seeking company. The movie struck me mostly as soundtrack, or at least that’s what will remain with me. It resounded well, possibly because there was so little dialogue that it had to evoke feelings from the viewers without any astounding verbal repartee. Many scenes, you just felt the irony – watching an American movie with Japanese voice overs, seeing the actor’s face, hearing the music – or whatever emotion they wanted to convey.
Most of all I felt lonely watching it though. Maybe I’m projecting my emotions into the movie, but I could feel it: the married woman, her husband off doing something “exciting” while she’s left to wander alone. She couldn’t speak the language, couldn’t understand the culture, and when she talked to her friend on the phone it was emptiness. The husband made an occasional appearance, though, and you felt that they had very little emotional connection. Less than the aging actor and Charlotte, even. And thinking about it, there was little character development in terms of background stories. Just a very thin veneer, what the characters told each other – about what you’d tell a person asking politely at church.
I would highly recommend the movie, if nothing else for its complete indescribability. It reminded me somewhat of MindWalk. In that film, complete strangers wander through a medieval castle discussing philosophy, phyics, biology, ethics, and more. A thoughtful movie, one that you can’t just sit back and relax with.
I wish I could stop crying.
– KF –
34 days to my husband.