We saw Lost in Translation the other day. Minor spoilers for the five people who haven’t seen it yet.
I liked it. My first impression is ’empty’. There’s a lot of space in this movie, which nicely contrasts the whole Japanese craziness. I haven’t been to Tokyo yet: someone needs to pay me to go there some day.
Bill Murray’s portrayal of the burnt-out movie star reminds me of my Douglas Adams encounter: my former company (when they had money) had Douglas Adams give a keynote speech at ApacheCon 2000 in London. One would think, hey, great, get the local boy for the keynote, but it turned out that he had moved to Santa Barbara a few years back and the rider on his contract specified a First Class ticket on British Airways… he flew in that same day, and was totally jet lagged at the book-signing that followed the speech. I had found a first edition of Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency at an online rare bookstore that I had signed, and he acted a lot like Bill Murray did in the movie.
Having Bob not boink Charlotte is IMHO a very good move and makes the movie stronger. Bob does get to sleep with the lounge singer, but who are we to judge his character?