Modern Classics. #1

Lost in Translation is all over my 2003 list like white on rice. The film itself is number 1. Bill Murray wins best actor of that year and Scarlett Johansson comes in third in the actresses. It fares almost as well with my esteemed colleague landing a spot in all categories as well - almost certainly the only film in recent years that can boast such a feat.

Sofia Coppola's film is about an attraction between two tourists who somehow manage to capture a chemistry that bridges the generation gap between. Bob is a jaded movie star in Tokyo to film a $2 million ad for whiskey when "he could be doing a play somewhere." Charlotte is just out of college but has no idea what to do with her life. She's been married two years but doesn't recognise the man she wed. They share a sense of disillusionment with life and are, as the title suggests, lost - searching for a sense of purpose. They begin to explore whether they've found that in each other. In so doing a wonderful and completely understated relationship develops between them.


Is there anyone alive that doesn't absolutely love Bill Murray? He's one of the very finest actors around and here he's at his downbeat best - perfectly capturing the desperation he feels at the inevitability and futility of everything he does. His despair is not conveyed through breakdowns and histrionics. It's a wry smile here or a bow of the head there or maybe just a complete silence. He's simply brilliant. Murray's Bob manages to be both touching and hilarious at the same time. He infuses his performance with so much humour that you can rarely watch him in a scene without smiling. Yet it's all deadpan and restrained that it perfectly suits the material. Credit Coppola for a skilled screenplay injected with the sort of comedy that feels completely natural and never forced.

Johansson found her big break with this - smaller roles in film like Ghost World notwithstanding. She's terrific and convinces completely. Playing against Murray when he's at his absolute best must be both exhilarating and daunting. Trying to hold your own against him is no mean feat yet she's every bit as good and they are just so perfectly suited - the chemistry between them seems effortless.

Whilst the film is principally about these two, it's also a look at the idiosyncrasies of life in Japan. It's clear that Coppola (who both wrote and directed) has a real affection for Tokyo and it's people (she's spent some considerable time there). Although Bob and Charlotte feel completely lost both in life and in a city that's so alien it plays like a love letter to Japan. I for one felt like jumping on a plane as soon as possible and spending some time there.

Everything about the film is terrific. The cinematography from Lance Acord is absolutely first rate - he was BAFTA nominated for his work here and it's disappointing that his efforts weren't more widely recognised. Kevin Shields score and a soundtrack featuring brilliant songs by Air and Phoenix is perfectly selected. The album is an essential purchase for anyone. The real marvel though, aside from the two leads, is Coppola herself. Both her direction and screenplay are just magical. At just 32 she became the only American female to ever be nominated for the Best Director award at the Oscars and that still holds true today. That's a rather sad indictment of the industry that has nominated just 3 female director's in it's history, but only serves to highlight the brilliance of her accomplishment. Copolla quite rightly won the Academy Award for Best Original Screenplay, although it would have been no more than she deserved to take home 2 Oscars that night.

Lost in Translation is captivating from the very first frame right until the credits role - and even beyond. It's the mark of a brilliant film that you speculate what may happen to the characters when it's all over and in this movie you do exactly that. In the final scene Bob is on his way to the airport and catches a glimpse of Charlotte. He stops the cab, runs after her, and whispers something in her ear. It's a terrific decision by Coppola to make the dialogue inaudible. This is a private moment and what he says to her is personal and not even the audience deserve to know what it is. It adds a lovely touch that further establishes the idea that they connect and it's genuine. But you can't help wondering what he said and you can only guess as to whether they'll see each other again and whether their relationship - one of the most convincing I've seen committed to celluloid - can and will continue.

A+