Best movie i have ever seen

Rating: 10/10 (4 February 2017)

Lost in Translation is actually not a movie. It is an audio-visual projection of the inner mind state of an individual with an exceptionally high personality trait of openness onto the world while reflecting on it at the same time. The movie works very well as a dream experience, but not in an archetypical way at all. Rather, disregarding the hero's journey and its unfolding over time almost completely, it seems to exist in a timeless space. Out of this background of still presence – which is nowhere and everywhere at the same time, waiting, building a constant atmosphere, consisting of the one substance you would call "atmosphere" itself – arise seemingly disjointed scenes, which constitute the foreground "experience", only to pass away into the background again, without leaving much of a trace. Like a finger trying to write words on the surface of water, nothing seems to exist on its own for a reasonable amount of time. Remarkably, this depiction of impermanence and essencelessness of experience - which would usually induce feelings of nihilism in most people - is only leading to a slight feeling of melancholia for what is lost(!) and mostly leading to a reaction of childlike, playful equanimity in the protagonists – indicating a high degree of spiritual maturity, but not high enough to be completely immune from wanting, searching, finding and loosing. Reality itself is never really there - to be anything at all, but also never really lost and destroyed - to be nothing at all. Rather it is a sea of potentiality, a state of still wonder, a playground for a child's soul. This movie has a specific potential. The potential to lead people with open eyes – or rather open hearts – back to something long lost. What this something is, that is for everybody to find out on her and his own.