sofia copolla had just welshed her status in my heart.
how can anyone create something so ripen and sincere like lost in translation,
at the same time, so infantile and shallow like virgin suicides.
oh wait, come to think of it, maybe it isn’t the directing or cuts. but the theme itself.
makes me see the intensity of my hate for teenage romance movies. can’t stand that fuck.
kristen dunst presence didn’t make it a pound better.
good waste of 1.5 hour of my time.
ps: crying game wasn’t splendid either. 2 bad movies in a row sucks.