Watched Lost in Translation last night. I enjoyed it quite a bit. The inaudible whisper near the end. Most of the movie uses gestures more than conversation. Emotion is lost in translation from movie to audience.
Which came first, the emotion/experience or the language?
Experience births language, then language births experience, then experience births language etc. (or no then. It's all happening at once)
Language used to create reality versus language used to describe reality.
The encounter with nothingness. Is it over yet?
It's only begun.