Lost in Translation

they were sharing the same problem just in the opposite sides of it. Charlotte is at the beginning of doubt where Bob is at the end of it. I loved that the director understood that and made the ending reasonable. That opening shot of Charlotte lying on the bed, facing away from the camera (quiet, distant, isolated) is doing so much work. She is physically present but emotionally elsewhere. When I watch these types of films, I usually find flaws in the screenplay right at the end, but this time I have nothing to say.