I saw the Avengers the other night - and it was fantastic, of course! - but every time I see Scarlett Johansson now I am struck by how much she has changed. Her sexiness and sultriness is laid bare now, which, I guess, is fine. She's older and more grown up and that's just the way it happens. But what I loved about this film - and this time in her career, see also Scarlett Johansson in In Good Company and The Girl With A Pearl Earring - was that it captured her when her beauty was almost painful. She was so young - and she looked like that - and Sofia Coppola let her radiate that inimitable, ineffable, can't-get-enough-of-it va-va-voom that she just seems to oozes without any pomp or ceremony at all. It's not like it's the change from Norma Jean to Marilyn Monroe here. Scarlett Johansson always had it. It was always there. She just used to wear baggy jeans and oversized baseball tees and let the mind conjure up the rest.
Her wardrobe in Lost in Translation is great. Big cosy sweaters, Paddington bear coats, daggy oxfords with hipster pants and hoodie sweatshirts. It was simple but comfortable, easy but still eye-catching. Everything that Sofia Coppola is about, really. Everything that travel should be about. I've always wanted to have a holiday that is like this. Staying in a nice hotel, lounging about for a few days in hoodies and araks lingerie, and wandering about the city, in and out of the hotel, in and out of restaurants, in and out of train stations, in an out of shops without really worrying too much about what is going to happen. Holidays are rarely about this, only in an ideal world with lots of money, but I would love to have one of these 'nothing' holidays soon. My friend just got back from Japan and although she managed to pack a few more things into her holiday than just lazing about in hotel rooms, she had the best time, and she just enjoyed herself, and she didn't worry about anything, which is how holidays ought to be, but rarely are.