Sneaking suspicion I'm going to get blasted for this, but here goes...
I saw "Lost in Translation" last night.
Meh.
It had its moments, but it could have been accomplished in half the time. True, part of my dissatisfaction might stem from the fact that we have a family friend who has an, admittedly quite large, home theater set-up larger than the theater I was in last night. But really? I just don't get all the hype. I saw what she (as in Coppola) was trying to do and she succeeded in evoking the feelings that I assume she was going for, but in the end it felt like a forty-five minute story dragged into an hour and forty minute saga.
Although this tidbit amuses me:
Sofia Coppola wrote a lot of the film based on her life. The character of John (Giovanni Ribisi) was loosely based on her ex-husband Spike Jonze. Anna Faris' character, Kelly, was supposed to be Cameron Diaz with whom Spike Jonze worked with on Being John Malkovich (1999)
Why do I not find that hard to see?
Basically I came away with this...yes I connected with the feelings of disconnection and being in a foreign place and all that, but in connecting all it made me feel was that if I'm connecting to this then, damn my life must be boring.
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