So Scarlett Johanson is in Tokyo - a city every westerner wants to visit, and she's there not paying a dime - her boyfriend is busting his butt to pay for himself and her while he's working all the time. Of course, naturally, she's the victim, though, because she's "neglected", according to the movie.

Meanwhile we have Bill Murray - someone who, like Scarlett's character's boyfriend - is working in Tokyo, and isn't too happy about it.

Both kind of kick it off, despite not having that much of a chemistry... I mean they're both cute, likeable actors, but I wouldn't say it clicked, what this movie is trying to suggest. They're just two people who conveniently keep meeting in between him working and her doing literally nothing, so they get to hang out.

I won't spoil the rest, and I don't wanna rain on anyone's parade, because I can see this movie is a cult classic for some reason, but I don't really see what's so great about it.

I couldn't really connect with neither character, and all the ridiculous thing the movie wanted me to feel about each one were... ridiculous to me. Like I said, the female is a privileged one, yet supposed to be a "neglected victim", when in reality, her husband is. And Bill Murray's character is basically a cartoon one.

So no, I wouldn't' say it's that great. Pretty overrated, in fact.