Are You Awake?

it hit me when i saw the cover. the same dino caught my eyes. i always remember it was a kinda wet, and dizzy tokyo scene, huge shibuya traffic junction, huge mass of people spreading out in every directions, and a huge animated dino projected on the building facade, walked in slowly as My Bloody Valentine took away our ears. a little dreamish, when Scarlet Johansson lifted her head inspecting this weird and surreal world, and when Bill Murray rubbed his sleepy eyes fascinated by the neon lights that welcome him at his arrival to this stranger city.

found Lost In Translation in the shop, finally. i have to used the word 'finally', because this weird, uncontrolable desire of 'wanting the movie' always strikes me out of no where for some time that i know i need to watch the movie again. it left a cut in my heart at our first encounter a year ago. and now it comes back to me again. once again scene after scene of loneliness so beautifully shot and subtle emptied out all my possible emotions. it does not need many words, just a stare into each other eyes, a shoulder to lean against, giggles exchanged when bump into each other at the corner, mumbling on the bed, confession of me also couldn't get into sleep at night just like you did, and a song of "..more than this, you know there's nothing.." in the karaoke room overlooking the city are enough to warm up my days.

i do not want to watch it again. but i just could not stop missing it.. maybe it had never left any cut inside me. the cuts were there, it comforted them. i feel that pieces of myself are slowly patched up again.