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I may be the rare person who loves Sofia Coppola but doesn't love Lost in Translation. I like it, but prefer Marie Antoinette, Priscilla, and others. I'm probably due for a rewatch. But, seeing the The Holdovers on New Year's Day 2024 was a special experience. I love that one, so it gets my vote here.
Maybe it's the nostalgic place it holds in my timeline of becoming a cinephile, or my personally relating to the material—the serendipitous, poignant, shapeless connections one can make living abroad—but Lost in Translation is the easy choice for me.
Lost In Translation makes me feel icky in about 34 different directions, most of which I believe weren't intended when it was made.
The Holdovers is perfectly pleasant, which is enough to get my vote this round.
This is an excellent matchup and a very hard choice. I don't disagree with Erin's take below on Translation's ending, but I have the same reaction to the handshake at the end of Holdovers. It might just be where a person is in their life. As the parent of teenagers transitioning into adulthood, that stoic farewell makes me feel a lot of stuff.
As much I loved the humanity of the Holdovers and Giamatti's curmudgeonly charm, there is nothing quite as magical and touching as those last, unheard, whispered words to ScarJo. Lost in Translation is on another level, so on it goes for me