rm | Lost in Translation

Amazingly deft film, that truthfully, I wish I had seen in a theater, alone, when I had something or other I needed to grieve over.

It made me think a lot about when I've travelled alone, and about going to Australia.

But all of that quite aside, I think it's the truest film I've ever seen.

There are things that have happend in my life, when no one who is reading this knew me, and I wrote about them a lot at the time, became a writer, truly, during them, got published over them for the first time. And the truth is, I still don't know really how to talk about them, but it suffices to say that I was once very young, and lonely and unsure, and I thought I loved someone one way, when it was really some other way, and this movie was exactly about the truth I couldn't really see then.

For everything, and lord there was a lot of everything, I still think of him so warmly. Mainly, I think, because I can think of who I was then warmly now too.

I'm just gutted right now.