Lost in Translation

Scarlett Johansson are stuck in the Tokyo Hyatt bored, unable to sleep, and dealing with a foreign culture and absent spouses. Although you’d expect some sort of cheesy Hollywood romance to bloom, the film aims for something beyond sex–intimacy. One review was really accurate. The movie starts with a shot of underwear clad Johansoon lying on a bed. At first giggle you might laugh at this shot, but then you start to realize that a woman in her underwear is not necessarily about sex, but more about being intimate and trusting of someone. Building on those themes are what the movie does, and it’s a kind of wild tale as the two weave there way through Tokyo. I could relate to the numbing effects of long distance travel, and have to deal with the translation issues nearly every day (in fact, I think I could understand the broken English spoken by some of the Japanese better than most after spending so long dealing with my wife’s crazy friends). I also enjoyed some of the “”characters”” that the movie poked fun at, including the Hollywood bimbo and the overimportant American business travellers. I highly recommend the film if you thought Royal Tennebaums or Rushmore were worthwhile flicks. It is not for everyone (and that’s not bad). Actually made me want to visit Tokyo (though I’ve wanted to do that for some time now).]]>

Moving on…

CES is taking place in Las Vegas and for the first time in years I’m not attending. The bout of the flu I had earlier in the week scared me off, and now I’m stuck having to do a bunch of other personal things. I tried to convince myself that I would head off tomorrow and just be gone for a day or two, but now it’s too tough to get a hotel. My friend Kris is introducing his company’s newest product, the Gibson Jukebox. This is really a cool device that follows up on his original designs when he was with Ecoustix. I think what I miss most about CES this year is being around all the other companies rolling out fascinating new products (many of which I will buy soon). Intel announced a new VC fund for devices (which is promising) but I’ve got a lot of work to do before I go to them. I guess I’ll just try to meet up with some of these companies when I go out to the Valley next month.]]>

The Enola Gay is just a plane

100,000 people, but it didn’t really come across that way. The plane is the middle of the museum, but from the catawalk (which is the only real way to view it) it seems rather quiet. A couple of Japanese tourist took pictures in front of the nose (go figure). The plane is just sitting there, cold and lifeless, a bunch of metal like a thousand other planes I’ve seen before, although tt’s rather shiny being all silvery with no paint. It was just a tool of the pilots who flew, and they, in turn, were just a tool of the miltiary command authority that tooks it’s orders from the President of the United States. If the Enola Gay had been shot down, the other plane (Bockscar) would have carried out it’s orders. If that plane was downed, then another would have taken it’s place (though there is some interesting debate about the existence of a Third Atomic Bomb mission). I guess it is a lot like the guns don’t kill people, people kill people. I know that drives some people nuts, but I didn’t see how protestors could throw paint at this plane yet leave the FDR Memorial or the Truman Museum unscathed. ]]>