Are you really lost in the language barrier? It is better to admit that it is because they are far away from the noisy and noisy illusions that we daily labor to build, the slender loss in life begins to reveal the truth of their unhappiness. That confused woman who has nowhere to go, how like every one of you and me who got lost in a foreign land, even though they are familiar with the path and identify the direction, they still don't know where we can land. Climb up to the heart.
I can see why American audiences don't like this movie, because it's so simple that most of the time it's just two people talking, looking, staring. Often on quiet nights, the audience is as bored as the young girl Charlotte and the confused middle-aged Bob. But I like it, I like to watch Charlotte staring at the floor-to-ceiling windows of a luxury hotel in Tokyo, looking up at night in Tokyo and staring at the neon lights outside the car window, wearing a bright pink wig sitting at karaoke Smoking is lonely in the corridor outside the private room. That kind of emotion that cannot be dismissed seeps into my heart little by little, is it just because of distance? So how do you explain Charlotte starting to find it difficult to communicate with her husband, tedious phone calls between Bob and his wife.
Going to a friend's house party at night in Tokyo is the most vivid part, but outside the frame, there is still a sense of loneliness. Charlotte and Bob sang English songs to their heart's content at karaoke, and were chased recklessly on the streets of Tokyo, but the hilarious scene only deepened the deserted scene after the show, just like the largest city in Asia, which is piled up with modern consumer civilization. Sparkling night scene. The splendor of fireworks and the loneliness that vanishes are only a matter of a moment.
Sofia Coppola paints the relationship between male and female protagonists very delicately. The two men and women with a large age gap accompany each other because of their shared loneliness, and they have no physical contact. They are not lovers, and there may be a distance, but the movie shows us that even husband and wife are alienated from the communication of hearts due to the concrete proximity of life. At midnight, they were lying on the white hotel bed, talking softly, not so much to comfort each other, but to see the projection of each other's real life in the eyes of both sides, and the lonely hearts were moved by the momentary meeting.
The back, side, and front of that blond young American woman, Charlotte, appear many times in the movie. She often wears a transparent umbrella and can clearly see her confused face. They finally hugged in the middle of the street as Bob left Tokyo. I'd rather believe it's not love, just because you know my name, because you share the miss of New York or somewhere sunny and rainy, so please let's hug.
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