Sofia Coppola is a bit of an expert at creating gauzy, foreign landscapes out of even the most familiar of locales, but Lost in Translation is easily the most set adrift of her films: as she cuts loose two adults at two very different crossroads on the confusing streets of Tokyo. But for all the film’s meditation on alienation, Lost in Translation’s soundtrack remains the movie’s sole universal language. Mixing semi-traditional instrumental pieces with hazy, shoe-gazing tracks from Air and My Bloody Valentine, Coppola weaves an aural world that’s both familiar and opaque. But it’s in pop music that our pair of protagonists find their greatest connection, both with the world around them and with each other: brought together by Bryan Ferry’s vibrato and the jangly confidence of The Pretenders. —Aubrey Page