Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Lost in Translation

I was watching Lost in Translation again on the flight back to Jakarta after a business trip from Singapore. I haven't seen the movie in years. In fact, I think I've only seen it once. As you can imagine, the flight duration was shorter than the movie so I had to stop before the movie ended. As soon as I got home, I went online and continued watching it again.


My favorite scene. "You're not hopeless."

Funny how you can react so differently towards the same movie after the second viewing. I still think it's a fantastic movie and I relate closely to the characters in it, but in a completely different way. If the first time I watched it, I somehow saw the movie (and life, I guess) from Charlotte's perspectives, now I think I could relate more with Bob Harris character. I should perhaps elaborate, but I don't feel like doing it now.

I also found that I reacted differently towards the whole traveling solo theme in the movie. Almost 10 years have lapsed since I first saw it and since then, I have found myself in the characters' situations many times when traveling. Just like Bob Harris or Charlotte, I may be with people at some points during those trips, but I spent a great deal of time with no companion other than myself. Waiting for my flight in airports, walking down an unfamiliar street at night, having dinner in a restaurant, taking the subway, staring at the TV in a hotel room. And I thoroughly enjoy it. Actually, as far as I can remember, I have always loved spending some time alone wherever I go. When I was younger and still traveled with my parents, I often sneaked out just to wander around on my own, going to the beach or buying ice cream and sit on a park bench.