i should preface this review by say that my husband and i both have advance degree and and we see 50 plus independent film a year . so filmic subtlety be not lose on u . we drive for an hour through horrendous traffic to see this highly rat film and yet this be the only movie in 25 year of adult moviegoing that we have ever walk out of . it remind me of the bad excess of 60 french new wave . long stretch of people star . long stretch of silence and monosyllable . more long stretch of loud noise and incomprehensible voice . short cut in scene that advance the story ( what there be of it ) and character not a bit . we get it while we get it these people be alienate . big deal . can i care about two people who be suppose to be intelligent and yet they can not think of a thing to do to amuse themselves in one of the world major city . can i believe in a young woman who suppose to be a recent philosophy graduate of yale and who can not think of anything to do with her time but stare out the window of her expensive hotel . can i believe this same young woman come to tokyo with her work husband and yet seem totally at a loss when he actually leave to work . can i believe that someone who be interested in philosophy so much that she major in it in college can only be happy bar hopping and dancing and smoking weed and and sing karaoke . can i believe that a faded hollywood star who be be pay 2 million dollar for a commercial would come to tokyo absolutely alone and without even an aide of any kind . and most of all and can i call a film that do nothing more than follow these two hapless and uninteresting people around for several day without a trace of drama or art profound . i think not . don not waste your money . this be one of those rare instance when i can only conclude that there be some vast critical conspiracy to hoodwink the american public . surprise . the emperor have no clothes .