Have just caught up with Steven Spielberg’s film starring Tom Hanks, The Terminal. Although it rated poorly with many of the critics, and although I admit the battle between its two central characters (Russian tourist, Viktor Navorski, and the new Head of the US Homeland Security division, Frank Dixon) is somewhat irritating and probably over-dramatised, it is otherwise a sweet and gentle film. It may not have the absolute punch-you-in-the-stomach intelligence, pathos and intensity of Lost in Translation, but it has a similar sense of surrealism, and comic charm in the sheer madness of the life-in-transition that occurs only at airports. Well worth a look. I found it delightful.
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