I like intense, wordless moments of emotion between two people in the middle of an oblivious crowd going about its daily, maybe not entirely mindless, but certainly emotionless tasks.
The film equivalent is the last scene in Lost in Translation, in which the two main characters, while separating perhaps never to see each other again, are experiencing the complex emotion comprising both the heavy emptiness of separation and the anxiety and hope of a life which will be experienced under a now-changed perspective. But,the most beautiful element is the existence of such powerful, intense – exchanges which are the very reason for being – in ordinary moments, surrounded by people (in this case Tokyo’s busy-looking crowd) unaware of what is occurring so close to them.
the movie scene came to me as I thought of a friend who, very gradually, has become very dear to me. At the moment of a very symbolic, temporary separation, I gave F a gift which was not especially nice but unexpected and spontaneous.I and F have certainly received nicer gifts but because of the surprise element and the ordinary place and moment (an office more or less) in which the gifting happened, the friend became visibly emotional and, though overwhelmed, we quickly hugged and it was over. Yet, I understood the other person better and I personally felt the moment intensely. The best part was that others walking around us were completely unaware that something powerful (though short) had just taken place and, for a brief moment, transformed us.by Kleitia Vaso