I went to a movie with my Aunty Sueko at the Dole Cannery Complex.  It was about an Artist that had died and his father went to Japan to retrieve his art work.  In the process the father found out how famous his son’s paintings were in a museum in Japan and that he had a grandson and a daughter-in-law.

The movie was in English with Japanese sub-titles.  It seemed like only myself and another lady in the audience could read Japanese cause certain parts were funny and we were the only ones laughing.  The English translated version had lost the humour.  I enjoyed the movie even more cause I could understand what I read.  Lucky I’m learning Japanese.  I wish the movie was speaking Japanese cause it would have been more enjoyable.  Sometimes my reading was too slow before they changed the sub-titles.