i've seen this endearing movie probably, conservatively, six times, having caught it on TV on lots of boring weekends. the plot's not much to write home about but there's something about the insular environment of an airport that aches. the alienation of transit, yes, and the airport as a place of limbo. more than that, i guess, conjuring up some alter-ego/spectre of self that exists only in that limbo-space.
A funny, hopeful Hollywood movie staring Tom Hanks in a search for home and identity. At its core, it is a beautiful metaphor for the US's founding tenets, diversity and acceptance. At the surface however, it is just another film about an immigrant. Or is it though?