The opening shot is of Scarlett Johansson’s character laying on her bed in a shirt, and see-through underwear. The camera focuses on her posterior as the main titles appear.


One scene takes place at a strip club where a character is watching a topless dancer dancing in provocative positions. Other topless dancers can be seen in the distance however, there is no emphasis placed on them. The nudity is relentless as the scene is about a minute long. It is the only reason that the film is rated R.


A prostitute shows up in a character’s room, offering him a “premium fantasy” and demands the character to “rip her stockings”. She reacts in a comically exaggerated manner as she pretends to be overpowered by him sexually by rolling around on the floor screaming for help. The scene is comedic and there is no emphasis on sexuality.
It is implied that two characters share a one night stand.


Film review:Translated by www.rabudo-ru.com


Life is very lonely in the world. Would it be better to know that some people are as lonely as you?

I didn’t expect to get such a feeling before watching Lost Tokyo. After reading it, I remembered the words in a dream of Red Mansions: don’t lose, don’t forget, don’t leave. It turns out that the only person who can’t forget and abandon is himself. Filmmakers, filmmakers and movie watchers are just trying to please themselves.

So I bumped into myself. The past stars and sensitive girls in lost Tokyo are just another self who has changed Facebook. I worked hard and came on stage, acting and watching by myself. Tokyo is just a symbol, a scene. People are lost everywhere, and it doesn’t matter whether they are in Tokyo or New York.

Just another self. Heroine Charlotte, young face, old heart. The lover sleeps beside him, but he seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. Walking in a huge strange city, without goal, without direction, everywhere is strange and strange, teaching people to suffocate. People who lack a sense of security can’t get out of loneliness wherever they go. I have also met lovely pictures and warm scenes, but what does all this have to do with myself? The so-called promise and staying together can only fall into thoughts in the heart and nonsense in the wind. Life is lonely. This talent is carried with you and expands day and night. No one can take away this loneliness unless death comes to you. Yi Shu said: who will love who for free for a lifetime? The so-called beauty and happiness is just a response to the mood and scenery at this time, how to change at that time, who can bear it.

Just another self. If you are a middle-aged man, please take your seat according to the number: the hero, Bob, begins to have a bloated body and increasingly dim eyes. His wife cares more about the color of the carpet than his ideas. Every conversation always starts with the children and ends with the decoration. The ridiculous young boy began to judge him, and his opinions and ideas were no longer authority and glory. He began to be forgotten, ignored and become a dispensable symbol. He lived a life of ignorance and indifference, and his mind grew old rapidly before his body. There was nothing he could do about it.

Such a pair of men and women, two wild ghosts, in a foreign country, run into another self from afar. How can similar souls not tremble and tremble? The first acquaintance in the elevator is nothing more than four eyes, short and cramped. Meet again in the bar, a mime where you say hello and I say disturb. No magnificent scene, no overwhelming confession, so simple and full of tacit understanding. They have a natural ability to distinguish between the same kind and the different. In Tokyo, with 30 million people, in the noisy and busy city, with only a few eyes and a few words, he and she completed the identification and reached the understanding.

The man in the mood for love said: if there was one more ticket, would you go with me? This sentence, which should not be spoken, became a ki language. Such an embarrassing and helpless situation was not staged in lost Tokyo. Life is just such an essence. We should see the naked ending clearly. It can’t be resisted and can’t be changed. How can we have the capital to interpret this acquaintance and parting of worrying about gain and loss? What Bobo and Charlotte can give each other is nothing more than three days and two nights, the moon rises and sets, relative silence, sleep against one’s feet, put their heads on each other’s shoulders when they are tired, and pass a trace of warmth and comfort between their fingers when they are accompanied.

Just another self. Say goodbye when it’s time to say goodbye, and end when it’s time to end. There is no mourning of life and death, no rendering of falling flowers like rain. Only a deep hug, a solemn kiss, a wordless whisper. In this way, Bob and Charlotte watched their respective destinies be handed over to them, and their loneliness landed in their bodies again. Just a few days, in a trance, the loneliness seemed to fly away from their bodies, but it was close at hand, like a shadow. Now the loneliness is back in the body again. They all know that no one can replace each other to suffer. Since the things that grow in the body can not be removed, they have to keep them properly and cherish them.

Never met you, always lost.

Let me meet you and get lost together.

After parting with you, lost to death.

Lost is a lifelong habit, either lost here or lost on the other side.

Is this kind of confusion love, love or fate? There is no need to define. In the vast world, an encounter is already a luxury and greedy for something. Even if the fate is dangerous in the future, there are at least fragments and time that can be chewed repeatedly.

Just another self. Wait for the night, greet the day, clean during the day, pray at night, that’s all. This is our own destiny, this is our own loneliness, no redemption can easily end the rest of life.

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