Or rather, they don’t lie—they drift . The Japanese television director, Hayao Yamaneko, is showing the unseen female narrator a screen test for a proposed video game about a cat. The narrator, speaking in voiceover, translates what Yamaneko says. The subtitles render her voice. But on the screen, Yamaneko’s own English subtitles (for a fictional Japanese film within the film) read: “I remember the last time I saw her.” Meanwhile, the narrator says something else entirely about memory and pixels.
This is most radical during the famous sequence of the Neko Ramen shop owner—a man who wears a cat mask while making noodles. The narrator describes the absurdity of his situation. The subtitles, however, grow philosophical: “He had chosen the only path that could lead him to the absolute.” That word—“absolute”—is not spoken aloud. It is an addition. A gloss. A ghost note. sans soleil subtitles
And when you remember Sans Soleil tomorrow, you will not remember the images. You will remember a white line of text that never existed in the original—and that will be the truest part. Or rather, they don’t lie—they drift