I saw this for the first time last fall at a theatre with a bunch of friends. Sitting next to me was my friend Eric who was watching it for the second time. I loved the movie, but it didn't have a huge effect on me. However, at the end of his second viewing, Eric was in tears.
I watched Lost in Translation again the other night...my brother bought it Tuesday when it came out. This time at the end, the tears were just streaming down my face.
It's a very 'quiet' film (I'm sure some people could find it to be boring), but I just find it to be so profoundly touching, especially given the current circumstances of my life.
Anyway, just had to share my second time around thoughts....