小蝌蚪找妈妈 很好看的一部国内水墨动漫 看了好几次了 童年美好回忆
1960年的动漫电影
青蛙妈妈产下蝌蚪卵后离开了,蝌蚪卵们慢慢长出尾巴变成一群小蝌蚪,在虾公公描述了它们母亲的特征后,它们决定去寻找妈妈。一路它们错把金鱼、螃蟹、乌龟、鲶鱼当做了母亲。最后,小蝌
小蝌蚪找妈妈 很好看的一部国内水墨动漫 看了好几次了 童年美好回忆
1960年的动漫电影
青蛙妈妈产下蝌蚪卵后离开了,蝌蚪卵们慢慢长出尾巴变成一群小蝌蚪,在虾公公描述了它们母亲的特征后,它们决定去寻找妈妈。一路它们错把金鱼、螃蟹、乌龟、鲶鱼当做了母亲。最后,小蝌蚪们终于找到了自己的妈妈。
父仇得报,财富回归,恶人伏法,浪子回头,爱情甜美,花好月圆。铲除了黑暗之后,一切蒸蒸日上。剧中出现过多次“不能拒绝的提案”直击人性,超越预期,因而往往让人难以拒绝,而剧末不能拒绝的提案是爱情,一个让人心满意足的句号。
男女主角都专注于事业,爱情戏份不算多,但这样也好,不像某些剧过度渲染爱情了。男女主都不是恋爱脑,志同道合扳倒
父仇得报,财富回归,恶人伏法,浪子回头,爱情甜美,花好月圆。铲除了黑暗之后,一切蒸蒸日上。剧中出现过多次“不能拒绝的提案”直击人性,超越预期,因而往往让人难以拒绝,而剧末不能拒绝的提案是爱情,一个让人心满意足的句号。
男女主角都专注于事业,爱情戏份不算多,但这样也好,不像某些剧过度渲染爱情了。男女主都不是恋爱脑,志同道合扳倒大敌,看着很爽。
为什么要把胖子写死啊,我抑郁了!!
这部片子起承转合+接续最后的高潮,真的是一波未平一波又起,前半段男主小队极力发掘真相,但剧情走向极力“误导”观众这就是个闹剧,到了男主爸爸梭哈摊牌后,我一度以为电影就要结束了!直到男主和胖子的“最后一击”,才暴
为什么要把胖子写死啊,我抑郁了!!
这部片子起承转合+接续最后的高潮,真的是一波未平一波又起,前半段男主小队极力发掘真相,但剧情走向极力“误导”观众这就是个闹剧,到了男主爸爸梭哈摊牌后,我一度以为电影就要结束了!直到男主和胖子的“最后一击”,才暴露出麦基的真实面目,我一度又以为电影要结束了!结果还在继续!麦基居然最后干死了胖子,还给男主留了个“人生阴影”,真的是残酷至极!
- 如果以麦基清白为结局,所有线索都是巧合,那已经可以算部3分的惊悚剧情片了;- 如果以麦基被男主发现,然后就被逮捕,完美大结局,那可以打4分;- 不过最后电影给我们的是情绪的进一步宣泄:想冒险就要承担风险!如此结局发人深思,可打5分!
最后残酷的结局真的是让人致郁啊,前半段我以为是走怪奇物语风格,但我错了,当麦基没发现后这部片子才真正进入高潮,剧情最后给了男主一个残酷的现实:怀疑每一天,自责每一天。
男主发现了麦基,但麦基也用这种残忍的手段毁了男主的生活。片尾最后的报纸可以隐约发现:麦基 still on the loose(仍然逍遥法外),也就是说麦基一日不被抓,男主就要过着麦基说的那种“怀疑一切”的生活。小男主真的是惨,胖子就更惨,蠢父母连孩子都看护不好,蠢蠢蠢!
总体来说,整个观影过程非常舒服,前半段节奏舒缓,一直吊着观众胃口,让你在“是与不是”之间来回摇摆,中间穿插各种童年的友情、懵懂的爱情等等,几个小演员演的也非常自然不做作,我感觉比《怪奇物语》那几个小孩演的更加自然和真实。后半段尤其是进入麦基地下室那一段,心简直要跳出来了,好在剧情完全满足了我的预期(就是他!)一直到最后的荒野对决,看到把胖子抹了脖子,我心直接沉到胃里了,麦基给小男主的“诅咒”,换了我估计我要天天做心理咨询了。。
所以,这部片子究竟要说什么呢?片名和《烂故事》一样,从小题目谈大内容,一个短暂的夏天,给了男主一个一生的教训!关于电影的表达,我倾向于想告诫人们:
- 冒险不一定有结果,但一定会有风险;- 怀疑不一定是正确的,但一定会让你对事物有全新的认识!
所恨的人 总是离我们不远,有鉴于此,所爱的人 我们亦不可能亲密到无间。
冷酷的现实,我开始便已知道。但有些真理 值得我们关注,其他的 最好忽略。”遥远的海上,漂泊着一艘船
忧郁的青年芬迪望着一望无际的海岸线,强劲的海风吹灭他点烟的火柴,船长看见他为难的样子,拿起点火器替他点起香烟。
所恨的人 总是离我们不远,有鉴于此,所爱的人 我们亦不可能亲密到无间。
冷酷的现实,我开始便已知道。但有些真理 值得我们关注,其他的 最好忽略。”遥远的海上,漂泊着一艘船
忧郁的青年芬迪望着一望无际的海岸线,强劲的海风吹灭他点烟的火柴,船长看见他为难的样子,拿起点火器替他点起香烟。
他们将要去往的目的地也越来越近,船长知道芬迪内心一定有不为人知的真相,面对船长的逼问,芬迪笑而不语。
每个人的内心都会有一个不想被人知道的秘密,船很快到达目的地。寒冷的气候,荒无人烟的地带,到处充斥着孤独的气息,船长帮助芬迪将行李放置气候站后,还带着他一起去到海岸边上的一座灯塔。
芬迪感受到船长的善良,内心十分感激他的做法。两个人走进这个破旧的灯塔,周围都筑起木刺,似乎在防御某个人。
此时,塔长正在床上酣睡着,在船长的呼唤声中,他逐渐清醒,向他询问前任站长的下落。面对该问题,塔长轻描淡写地告诉他们,前任站长得病身亡,尸体下落不明。在这个荒芜地带,人的生死根本不值得一提。
离别之际,船长给他一把枪,可他拒绝了,芬迪相信人性的恶不应该会来到这片神圣的地区。面对简单重复的生活,他胸有成竹,回到气候站里,整理自己的随身物品。
在这里找到前任站长留下的日记,上面记录一些奇怪的画面,也许他的离开并没有那么简单。第二天清晨,芬迪发现人为摆放的图案,怪异而又漂亮,也许是前任站长所遗留下来的东西。
岛上的生活简单而又明了,芬迪在这里度过舒适的一天。夜晚再次来临,门被人敲响,他以为是塔长过来做客,结果发现门缝下有只怪异的手。
受到惊吓的芬迪急忙躲在地下室,怪物随声而入,发现他的藏身之处,幸得芬迪反应灵敏,用刀刺伤怪物,保住自己的性命。
白天来临,发现门口都是一些奇怪的脚印,他赶紧来到灯塔,想找塔长了解情况。塔长告诉他要远离这里,无奈的芬迪只好回到气候站,筑起属于自己的防御系统。
恐惧的他丢弃所有的物品,倒上汽油,抵御怪物的入侵。夜晚,怪物再一次出现,芬迪放火赶走它们,却意外让气候站着火,他慌忙逃出屋子,望着火海中的房子。
幸好天空下起了雨,大火熄灭,可也一片狼藉。芬迪按捺不住内心的恐惧,想要抓住塔长询问真相,却在泉水附近,遇见一个穿着人类衣服的怪物,它有一双冰蓝的眼睛,蓝灰色的肌肤,吓得芬迪立马举起枪支对着他。
这时,塔长也用枪阻止芬迪的行为,两人经过一番交流,芬迪了解这个神秘的美人鱼,而塔长也接受他去灯塔居住的要求。
趁着芬迪熟睡的过程,美人鱼替他处理手上的伤口。看着这个温驯的生物,芬迪放下戒备心,塔长告诉他,这个美人鱼可以随环境自由生长,可不是所有的都像她这么温驯,很多都会捕杀猎物,千万不要轻敌。
芬迪说为何不离开这里?可塔长却反问他,为何要来到这里?每个人都去往的理由,也有自己存在的理由,而且很长时间才会有船出现。
这段日子,芬迪不断回想起自己想要逃离这里的目的,是否是因为未知的恐惧。这时,塔长要他一起抵御怪物的入侵,可极度恐惧的芬迪陷入昏迷。
午饭期间,塔长打量眼前的人,似乎在下一个决定,他告诉芬迪夜晚必须要一起清除怪物。当夜晚来临时,残存人类文明的芬迪始终下不去手,塔长似乎知道他的想法,残忍地将他关在门外,留下他孤军奋战。一夜的厮杀,芬迪彻底明白,活着才是硬道理。
经历过几周的宁静,塔长让芬迪加固外墙,似乎将会有一场暴风雨来临。这一天清晨,温顺的美人鱼带着芬迪来到一个奇怪的地方
在这段相处的过程中,他对这种怪物产生同情心,它冰冷肌肤似乎也不再那么讨厌。塔长察觉到他们两人感情变化后,便与芬迪进行文明的交流
正在这时,大批温顺美人鱼同类发起进攻,寡不敌众的两人躲回塔内,寻找对策。幸好太阳出现,害怕太阳的怪物们撤退了。
这天,芬迪发现有船经过,他急忙拿出信号枪,可被塔长阻止了。在争执的过程中,他明白塔长的孤独,不想放弃任何属于自己的感情,哪怕只有恨。
然后芬迪找到美人鱼,在它的示意下,发现了一艘小船。在这个过程中,他和美人鱼产生微妙的感情。接着塔长便利用美人鱼吸引它的同类出现然后引爆炸弹。
第二天,塔下尸横遍野,温顺美人鱼已经逃走,芬迪明白他们的行为是一种暴行。来到自己的摆放图案地方,最终遇见她。
可塔长并不想放走她,在一阵神情的凝视,塔长选择回到塔里进行攻击,芬迪不想再看见惨案的发生,与塔长厮打起来,最后在芬迪的呼唤下,塔长终于清醒过来。
望着头上的星空,似乎在做一个决定,最后他选择葬身于怪物之中,而芬迪也成为下一任的塔长。这时,一艘军船再次来到岛上,询问站长的下落
而芬迪也选择说出跟塔长一样的话,但是他没有做出跟塔长一样的选择,最后他选择离开这座岛屿。所谓的真理就是,勇敢去追求,其他一切都不足为道。
看完第二季的时候真是没想到助理会这么快就死了,熊孩子跟吸血鬼妈妈走了,看完第三季之后基本上还是打怪加更多的背景故事,对结尾也很失望,第三部没有太多更新的东西,并且熊孩子升级到了让人讨厌的地步,也不是特别小的孩子了,怎么能那么没有是非观念呢?前几集跟他妈妈在一起的时候都还挺警觉的,也经常念叨到他爸,一转眼看到他妈明显是要杀他爸的时候他居然引爆了核武器…什么逻辑?!哎…谁家的熊孩子真是闹心。
看完第二季的时候真是没想到助理会这么快就死了,熊孩子跟吸血鬼妈妈走了,看完第三季之后基本上还是打怪加更多的背景故事,对结尾也很失望,第三部没有太多更新的东西,并且熊孩子升级到了让人讨厌的地步,也不是特别小的孩子了,怎么能那么没有是非观念呢?前几集跟他妈妈在一起的时候都还挺警觉的,也经常念叨到他爸,一转眼看到他妈明显是要杀他爸的时候他居然引爆了核武器…什么逻辑?!哎…谁家的熊孩子真是闹心。
在结构和人物以及作品立意上都很喜欢这部剧。最喜欢的是整个由浅入深的结构。以一个完全不受社会约束干劲十足的新入职女员工切入,因为是女员工所以接触女性较多,从而引出其他女员工的故事,但同时是一个不在乎性别刻板印象只想努力工作向上爬的女生所以又是一种无性别的视角。在前几集通过这个女生的视角去发现很多看似普通实际隐藏着大问题的女性职场处境,但一直沿着新人(女主)和
在结构和人物以及作品立意上都很喜欢这部剧。最喜欢的是整个由浅入深的结构。以一个完全不受社会约束干劲十足的新入职女员工切入,因为是女员工所以接触女性较多,从而引出其他女员工的故事,但同时是一个不在乎性别刻板印象只想努力工作向上爬的女生所以又是一种无性别的视角。在前几集通过这个女生的视角去发现很多看似普通实际隐藏着大问题的女性职场处境,但一直沿着新人(女主)和老人(峰岸)的故事线在进行。所以从前到后由点及面的把“JK5”,即将公司管理层半数改为女性这个任务引出来并开始实施。
最难能可贵的是,这并不是个一帆风顺的计划,在实施过程前、中都遇到了很多困难,一度到了不得不放弃的程度。经过女主的努力,这个情况也只是有所好转而不是一步登天。虽然新人女主的晋升之路好像有些儿戏,但是这条路背后隐藏的,也是这部剧真正想表达的—女性职场困境,并不是轻易能被改变的。还有一个我很赞同的点,是这部剧虽讲女性困境,但是引入了非常多的男性视角,其实女性主义本质就是这样,父权社会带来的压迫是刻板印象的压迫,无论男性女性都在压迫下难以喘息,大部分人都在按照社会驯化的方向在成长,长成一个所谓“正常人”。还有,女主和TO桑的恋情也没有在这部职场剧里占太多戏份,女主的晋升也不是靠身居高位的田村先生得来的,而且女主还不是恋爱脑,表面看起来为了田村先生晋升,其实心里明白升官和获得TO桑并不能化等号,好评好评。
再讲讲人物吧,都很喜欢哈哈。最喜欢的肯定是女主麻理铃啦,每天都元气满满,也是因此被峰岸选中走上升官之路。麻理铃和鹿小葵虽然都是“加油”贴在脸上的人,但是本质又完全不一样,鹿小葵式营造的是呆萌,以弱小来博取喜爱,是男性凝视下的产物;麻理铃也有一点吧,但是放在这部剧里更多的是提供一个消灭性别刻板印象的存在。所以她不懂女性主义,还人云亦云说过“听说女性主义是恐怖主义,听说不要太钻牛角尖比较好”这种话,但这正是表现主旨需要的地方,那就是,哪怕不了解女性主义的人,在看到女性在工作中的枷锁与超出别人(也就是男人)的困难,也能感受到不对劲。何况谁不喜欢元气满满的人啊!因为在现实生活中做不到这样,所以很喜欢在剧里看呢!又元气又可爱又善良又勇敢,果然这种人只在电视剧里存活得下来^ ^其他的女性也都很生动典型,不婚只穿黑色目标成为社长的高手峰岸姐、没有存在感终于跨出了自主第一步的企画新人、以为是看重女性而向女性施压其实是反向歧视女性的强势课长、爱看数据精打细算的计划躺平养老的市场小组长、水平高超却因为自己是女性不敢成为领导的工程师、因为生育自请降职又重新体会到工作乐趣的职场新妈妈、工作只为嫁入豪门的同事...
还有,还是很想夸夸男性角色们。首先,都很帅,不像别的日剧需要多看几眼才觉得帅哈哈。最喜欢的还是那个觉得女人好轻松现在女人福利越来越多的小野先生,他就是,挺直率的,很古板脾气也很大,但是能在峰岸姐开导后明白自己观念的落后,明白去用心比用钱更讨人喜欢,后来甚至能为自己的女课长说话,希望现实中这种人真的能和剧里一样吧。田村先生真的就太帅了怎么有人腿这么长啊。玩极限运动,海外事业部的,儒雅善良有风度不卑不亢又支持女性主义的,这个世界上真的会有这样的人嘛。清洁工兼职变职场后辈的大学生弟弟颜值也很抗打,是女主的小迷弟,这个角色感觉戏有点少人设不太丰满。还有备品课的老课长,会和妻子平分家务,为了妻子放弃晋升的机会。
总之,这部剧通过形形色色的职场人出发表达了职场上女性和男性都正在遭受的各种有关性别角色的困境。让观众借女主以一种跨越性别的新人视角来体验工作中的一切,有浮夸的地方但是反映了很多现实问题。在观看过程中也塑造了很多可爱的角色,值得一看~
好喜欢工程师设计的用来购物的无性别无年龄的小怪兽们啊,希望不同的人在社会中都能轻松地说出自己的需求,都能被平等对待鸭。
So I stopped at a Jack in the Box on the way here, and the girl behind the counter said, “Hiya! Are you having an awesome day?” Not, “How are you doing today?” No. “Are you having an So I stopped at a Jack in the Box on the way here, and the girl behind the counter said, “Hiya! Are you having an awesome day?” Not, “How are you doing today?” No. “Are you having an awesome day?” Which is pretty… shitty, because it puts the onus on me to disagree with her, like if I’m not having an “awesome day,” suddenly I’m the negative one. Usually when people ask how I’m doing, the real answer is I’m doing shitty, but I can’t say I’m doing shitty because I don’t even have a good reason to be doing shitty. So if I say, “I’m doing shitty,” then they say, “Why? What’s wrong?” And I have to be like, “I don’t know, all of it?” So instead, when people ask how I’m doing, I usually say, “I am doing so great.” But when this girl at the Jack in the Box asked me if I was having an awesome day, I thought, “Well, today I’m actually allowed to feel shitty.” Today I have a good reason, so I said to her, “Well, my mom died,” and she immediately burst into tears. So now I have to comfort her, which is annoying, and meanwhile, there’s a line of people forming behind me who are all giving me these real judgy looks because I made the Jack in the Box girl cry. And she’s bawling, and she’s saying, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” and I’m like, “It’s fine. It’s fine.” I mean, it’s not fine but, you know, it’s… fine. And I would like to order a Double Jack Meal, and I’ve kinda got somewhere to be, so maybe less with the crying and more with the frying, huh? [inhales] And the girl apologizes again and she offers me a free churro with my meal. And as I’m leaving, I think, “I just got a free churro because my mom died.” No one ever tells you that when your mom dies, you get a free churro. [people murmuring] [clears throat] Anyway, I’m sorry, that’s not part of the… [clears throat] All right. Okay, here we go. Let’s do this. Here I am, BoJack Horseman, doing a eulogy, let’s go. Hey, piano man, can I get a, like an organ flourish? [organ plays] Nicely done. You know, I was a little worried I wouldn’t have the right accompaniment today. I guess it’s a good thing my mom was an organ donor! [rimshot plays] What happened to the organ? [horn ‘oogahs’] Okay, why just leave the comedy to the professionals? Okay? This is a funeral, sir, for my mother. Can you show a little respect? [trumpet whines] I’ll take it. Beatrice Horseman, who was she? What was her deal? Well, she was a horse. Uh, she was born in 1938. She died in 2018. One time, she went to a parade, and one time, she smoked an entire cigarette in one long inhale. I watched her do it. Truly a remarkable woman. [rustling] Lived a full life, that lady. Just, all the way to the end, which is, uh, now I guess. Really makes you think, though, huh? Life, right? Goes by, stuff happens. Then you die. Okay, well that’s my time, you’ve been great! Tip your waitress! No, I’m just kidding around, there’s no waitress. But seriously, that’s all I have to say about my mother. No point beating a dead horse, right? So… [inhales] Now what? I don’t know. Mom, you got any ideas? Anything? Mom? No? Nothing to contribute? Knock once if you’re proud of me. Can I just say how amazing it is to be in a room with my mother, and I can just talk and talk without her telling me to shut up and make her a drink? Hey, Mom, knock once if you think I should shut up. No? You sure? I mean, I don’t want to embarrass you by making this eulogy into a me-logy, so, seriously, if you wanted me to sit down and let someone else talk, just knock. I will not be offended. No? Your funeral. Sorry about the closed casket, by the way. She wanted an open casket, but uh, you know, she’s dead now, so who cares what she wanted? No, that sounds bad. I’m sorry. I-I think that if she could’ve seen what she looked like dead, she’d agree it’s better this way. She looked like this. [groaning] [mourners gasping] Kinda like a pissed-off toy dinosaur. The coroner couldn’t get her eyes closed, so now her face is forever frozen in a mask of tremendous horror and anguish. Or as my mom called it, Tuesday! Tuesday! My mom called it Tuesday. [woman coughs] Hey, Mom, what did you think of that joke? You like that? You never did care for my comedy. [clears throat] Here’s a story. When I was a teenager, I performed a comedy routine for my high school talent show. There was this, uh, cool jacket that I wanted to wear because I thought it would make me look like Albert Brooks. For months, I saved up for this jacket. But when I finally had enough, I went to the store and it was gone. They had just sold it to someone else. So, I went home and I told my mother, and she said, “Let that be a lesson. That’s the good that comes from wanting things.” She was really good at dispensing life lessons that always seemed to circle back to everything being my fault. But then, on the day of the talent show, my mother had a surprise for me. She had bought me the jacket. Even though she didn’t know how to say it, I know this meant that she loved me. Now that’s a good story about my mother. It’s not true, but it’s a good story, right? I stole it from an episode of Maude I saw when I was a kid, where she talks about her father. I remember when I saw it, thinking, “That’s the kind of story I want to tell about my parents when they die.” But I don’t have any stories like that. All I know about being good, I learned from TV. And in TV, flawed characters are constantly showing people they care with these surprising grand gestures. And I think that part of me still believes that’s what love is. But in real life, the big gesture isn’t enough. You need to be consistent, you need to be dependably good. You can’t just screw everything up and then take a boat out into the ocean to save your best friend, or solve a mystery, and fly to Kansas. You need to do it every day, which is so… hard. When you’re a kid, you convince yourself that maybe the grand gesture could be enough, that even though your parents aren’t what you need them to be over and over and over again, at any moment, they might surprise you with something… wonderful. I kept waiting for that, the proof that even though my mother was a hard woman, deep down, she loved me and cared about me and wanted me to know that I made her life a little bit brighter. Even now, I find myself waiting. Hey, Mom, knock once if you love me and care about me and want me to know I made your life a little bit brighter. [owl chirping] My mother did not go gentle into that good night. She went clawing and fighting and thrashing, hence the face. [groaning] [mourners gasping] If you’d seen her, I swear to God the only thing you’d be thinking about right now is that I am nailing this impression. [woman clears her throat] [chairs squeak] I was in the hospital with her those last moments, and they were truly horrifying, full of nonsencial screams and cries, but there was this moment, this one instant of strange calm, where she looked in my direction and said, “I see you.” That’s the last thing she said to me. “I see you.” Not a statement of judgment or disappointment, just acceptance and the simple recognition of another person in a room. “Hello there. You are a person. And I see you.” Let me tell you, it’s a weird thing to feel at 54 years old, that for the first time in your life your mother sees you. It’s an odd realization that that’s the thing you’ve been missing, the only thing you wanted all along, to be seen. And it doesn’t feel like a relief, to finally be seen. It feels mean, like, “Oh, it turns out that you knew what I wanted, and you waited until the very last moment to give it to me.” I was prepared for more cruelty. I was sure that she would get in one final zinger about how I let her down, and about how I was fat and stupid and too tall to be an effective Lindy-hopper. How I was needy and a burden and an embarrassment—all that I was ready for. I was not ready for “I see you.” Only my mother would be lousy enough to swipe me with a moment of connection on her way out. But maybe I’m giving her too much credit. Maybe it wasn’t about connection. Maybe it was a… maybe it was an “I see you,” like, uh, “I see you.” Like, “You might have the rest of the world fooled, but I know exactly who you are.” That’s more my mom’s speed. Or maybe she just literally meant “I see you. You are an object that has entered my field of vision.” She was pretty out of it at the end, so maybe it’s dumb to try to attribute it to anything. [woman sighs] Back in the 90s, I was in a very famous TV show called Horsin’ Around. [man coughs] Please hold your applause. And I remember one time, a fan asked me, “Hey, um, you know that episode where the horse has to give Ethan a pep talk after Ethan finds out his crush only asked him to the dance because her friends were having a dorkiest date contest? In all the shots of the horse, you can see a paper coffee cup on the kitchen counter, but in the shots of Ethan, the coffee cup’s missing. Was that because the show was making a statement about the fluctuant subjectivity of memory and how even two people can experience the same moment in entirely different ways?” And I didn’t have the heart to be, like, “No, man, some crew guy just left their coffee cup in the shot.” So instead, I was, like… “Yeah.” And maybe this is like that coffee cup. Maybe we’re dumb to try to pin significance onto every little thing. Maybe when someone says, “I see you,” it just means, “I see you.” Then again, it’s possible she wasn’t even talking to me because, if I’m being honest, she wasn’t really looking at me. She was looking just past me. There was nobody else in the room, so I want to think she was talking to me, but, honestly, she was so far gone at that point, who knows what she was seeing? Who were you talking to, Mom? [sighs] Not saying, huh? Staying mum? No rimshot there? God, whatever I’m paying you, it’s too much. Maybe she saw my dad. My dad died about ten years ago of injuries he sustained during a duel. When your father dies, you ask yourself a lot of questions. Questions like, “Wait, did you say he died in a duel?” and “Who dies in a duel?” The whole thing was so stupid. Dad spent his entire life writing this book, but he couldn’t get any stores to carry it or any newspapers to review it. Finally, I guess this one newspaper thought he was pretty hilarious, because they ran a review and tore him to shreds. So my father, ever the proud Mary, decided he would not stand for this besmirchment of his honor. He claimed the critic didn’t understand what it meant to be a man, so he demanded satisfaction in the form of pistols at dawn. He wrote the paper this letter, saying anyone who didn’t like his book, he would challenge to a duel, anyone in the world. He’d even pay for airfare to San Francisco and a night in a hotel. Well, eventually this found its way to some kook in Montana, who was as batshit as he was and took him up on the offer. They met at Golden Gate Park and agreed: ten paces, then shoot. But in the middle of the ten paces, Dad turned to ask the guy if he’d actually read the book and what he thought, but, not looking where he was going, tripped over an exposed root and bashed his head on a rock. [murmur] I wish I’d known to go to Jack in the Box then. Maybe I could have gotten a free churro. It would’ve been nice to have something to show for being the son of Butterscotch Horseman. My darling mother gave the eulogy. My entire life I never heard her say a kind word to or about my father, but at his funeral she said, “My husband is dead, and everything is worse now.” “My husband is dead, and everything is worse now.” I don’t know why she said that. Maybe she felt like that’s the kind of thing you’re supposed to say at a funeral. Maybe she hoped one day someone would say that about her. “My mother is dead, and everything is worse now.” Or maybe she knew that he had frittered away all her inheritance, and replaced it with crippling debt, which is a pretty shitty thing to leave your widow with. “Bad news, you lost a husband, but don’t worry, you also lost the house!” Maybe Mom knew she’d have to sell all her fancy jewelry and move into a home. Maybe that’s what she meant by “everything is worse now.” Is that what you meant, Mom? I gotta say, I’m really carrying this double act. At least with Penn and Teller, the quiet one does card tricks. Hey, piano man, when I say something funny to my mom, how about you give me one of those rimshots? [rimshot plays] Yeah, but not now. When I say something funny. Like, okay. What’s the difference between my mother and a disruptive expulsion of germs? One’s a coughin’ fit and the other fits a coffin! That’s an example of a funny thing. [rimshot plays] Thank you. Let’s try again. Hey, Mom. What’s the difference between my mother and a bunch of Easter eggs? One gets carried in a basket, the other gets buried in a casket! [rimshot plays] Ready for one more? Last one. What’s the difference between a first-year lit major and my mother, Beatrice Horseman? One is decently read, and the other’s a huge bitch! [woman gasps] [murmurs] Yeah, might have gone a little too far with that one. That one might’ve been a little too “my mom’s a huge bitch” for the room. I’m sorry, Mother. You’re not a huge bitch. You were a huge bitch… and now you’re dead. [woman sighs] You know, the first time I ever performed in front of an audience, it actually was, uh, with my mom. She used to put on these shows with her supper club in the living room and she used to make… [inhales] She used to make me sing “The Lollipop Song.” [organ playing tune] Those parties, they were really something. There were skits and magic acts, and ethnically insensitive vaudeville routines, and the big finale was always a dance my mother did. She had this beautiful dress that she only brought out for these parties, and she did this incredible number. It was so beautiful and sad. Dad hated the parties. He’d lock himself in the study, and bang on the walls for us to keep it down, but he always came out to see Mom dance. He’d linger in the doorway, scotch in hand, and watch in awe, as this cynical, despicable woman he married… took flight. And as a child who was completely terrified of both my parents, I was always aware that this moment of grace, it meant something. We understood each other in a way. Me and my mom and my dad, as screwed up as we all were, we did understand each other. My mother, she knew what it’s like to feel your entire life like you’re drowning, with the exception of these moments, these very rare, brief instances, in which you suddenly remember… you can swim. [flashback] [partygoers laughing] [classical music playing] But then again, mostly not. Mostly you’re drowning. She understood that, too. And she recognized that I understood it. And Dad. All three of us were drowning, and we didn’t know how to save each other, but there was an understanding that we were all drowning together. And I would like to think that that’s what she meant when we were in the hospital and she said, “I see you.” You know, the weird thing about both your parents being dead is it means that you’re next. I mean, you know, obviously it’s not like there’s a waitlist for dying. Any one of us could get run over by a Snapchatting teen at any moment. And you would think that knowing that would make us more adventurous, and kind, and forgiving. But it makes us small, and stupid, and petty. I actually had a near-death experience recently. A stunt went bad and I fell off a building. I’m an actor, I do my own stunts. I’m on this new show Philbert. I’m Philbert. Star of the show. It hasn’t come out yet, but it’s already getting Emmy buzz. Oh, speaking of buzz… [inhales] I’m supposed to take two of these every morning, but my days are so screwed up ‘cause of the shooting schedule, I don’t even know what morning means anymore. There’s a joke in there somewhere, about a guy who’s been to so many funerals, he doesn’t even know what mourning means anymore. Let you guys figure that one out for yourselves. [gulps] Anyway, you know what I thought, when I was falling off the building and I went into panic mode? The last thing that my stupid brain could come up with before I died? “Won’t they be sorry.” Cool thought, brain. [rimshot plays] No, that wasn’t… would you just… dial it back, all right? I don’t even know what “they” I wanted to be sorry. My mom, even before she died, could barely remember who I was. And of course, my dad’s dead. The last conversation I ever had with him was about his novel. He was so certain this book was his legacy. Maybe he thought it would vindicate him for all the shitty things he ever did in his stupid worthless life. Maybe it did, I don’t know. I never read it, because why would I give him that? I used to be on this TV show called Horsin’ Around. Seriously, though, hold your applause. [man coughs] Well held. It was written by my friend Herb Kazzaz, who’s also dead now, and it starred this little girl named Sarah Lynn. And it was about these orphans. And early on, the network had a note, “Maybe don’t mention they’re orphans so much, because audiences tend to find orphans sad and not relatable.” But I never thought that the orphans were sad. I-I always thought they were lucky, because they could imagine their parents to be anything they wanted. They had something to long for. Anyway, we did this one season finale, where Olivia’s birth mother comes to town. And she was a junkie, but she’s gotten herself cleaned up, and she wants to be in Olivia’s life again. And of course, she’s like a perfect grown-up version of Olivia, and they go to the mall together and get her ears pierced like she’s always wanted and—sorry, spoiler alert for the season six finale of Horsin’ Around, if you’re still working your way through it. Anyway, the horse tries to warn her, “Be careful, moms have a way of letting you down.” But Olivia just thinks the horse is jealous, and when the mom says she’s moving to California, Olivia decides to go with her. And the network really juiced the cliffhanger: “Is Olivia gone for good?” But of course, because it’s a TV show, she was not gone for good. Of course, because it’s a TV show, Olivia’s mother had a relapse and had to go back to rehab, so Olivia had to hitchhike all the way home, getting rides from Mr. T, Alf, and the cast of Stomp. Of course, that’s what happened. Because, what are you gonna do, just not have Olivia on the show? You can’t have happy endings in sitcoms, not really, because, if everyone’s happy, the show would be over, and above all else, the show… has to keep going. There’s always more show. And you can call Horsin’ Around dumb, or bad, or unrealistic, but there is nothing more realistic than that. You never get a happy ending, ‘cause there’s always more show. I guess until there isn’t. [chuckles] My mom would hate it if she knew that I spent so much time at her funeral talking about my old TV show. Or maybe she’d think it was funny that her idiot son couldn’t even do this right. Who knows? She left no instructions for what she wanted me to say. All I know is she wanted an open casket, and her idiot son couldn’t even do that right. I’m not gonna stand up here and pretend I ever understood how to please that woman, even though so much of my life has been wasted in vain attempts to figure it out. But I keep going back to that moment in the ICU when she looked at me, and… “I-C-U.” “I… see… you.” Jesus Christ, we were in the intensive care unit. She was just reading a sign. My mom died and all I got was this free churro. You know the shittiest thing about all of this? Is when that stranger behind the counter gave me that free churro, that small act of kindness showed more compassion than my mother gave me her entire goddamn life. Like, how hard is it to do something nice for a person? This woman at the Jack in the Box didn’t even know me. I’m your son! All I had was you! [inhales] I have this friend. And right around when I first met her, her dad died, and I actually went with her to the funeral. And months later, she told me that she didn’t understand why she was still upset, because she never even liked her father. It made sense to me, because I went through the same thing when my dad died. And I’m going through the same thing now. You know what it’s like? It’s like that show Becker, you know, with Ted Danson? I watched the entire run of that show, hoping that it would get better, and it never did. It had all the right pieces, but it just—it couldn’t put them together. And when it got canceled, I was really bummed out, not because I liked the show, but because I knew it could be so much better, and now it never would be. And that’s what losing a parent is like. It’s like Becker. Suddenly, you realize you’ll never have the good relationship you wanted, and as long as they were alive, even though you’d never admit it, part of you, the stupidest goddamn part of you, was still holding on to that chance. And you didn’t even realize it until that chance went away. My mother is dead, and everything is worse now, because now I know I will never have a mother who looks at me from across a room and says, “BoJack Horseman, I see you.” But I guess it’s good to know. It’s good to know that there is nobody looking out for me, that there never was, and there never will be. No, it’s good to know that I am the only one that I can depend on. And I know that now and it’s good. It’s good that I know that. So… it’s good my mother is dead. [gulps, sighs] Well. No point beating a dead horse. Beatrice Horseman was born in 1938, and she died in 2018, and I have no idea… what she wanted. Unless she just wanted what we all want… to be seen. Is this Funeral Parlor B? —— from Reddit
一句话省流版评价:值得,不负期待!非省流版:你等我详细跟你唠唠什么叫实力派狠狠拿捏演技!
先说陈建斌和陈晓,双陈组合是懂什么叫反差的。1997年的卫峥嵘说话的嗓门总是高的,身形总是挺拔的,连看人的眼神里都是打量与探查,可到了2010年的老卫,调门降了,语速降了,后背略略佝偻,一副眼镜挡住了绝大部分的眼神,完全就是隔壁老大爷,
一句话省流版评价:值得,不负期待!非省流版:你等我详细跟你唠唠什么叫实力派狠狠拿捏演技!
先说陈建斌和陈晓,双陈组合是懂什么叫反差的。1997年的卫峥嵘说话的嗓门总是高的,身形总是挺拔的,连看人的眼神里都是打量与探查,可到了2010年的老卫,调门降了,语速降了,后背略略佝偻,一副眼镜挡住了绝大部分的眼神,完全就是隔壁老大爷,根本看不出这人曾经是个雷厉风行的刑警。而陆行知呢,当年的眼神里满是学生气,语调温温柔柔,多少带着几分拘谨,一副好学(qi)生(fu)的样子;可如今带队出现场的陆队,墨镜一戴谁也不爱,墨镜一摘眼神里是藏不住的犀利与老道,好学生?那是回忆里的事儿了。反差之外,两个演员通过一些细节上的设计将角色两个反差巨大的状态巧妙地串了起来,老卫依旧热心肠且擅长武力制服,两句话劝不听拦路司机果断出手;陆队依旧会随身戴手绢,洗完脸、洗完手,规规矩矩地擦干。因为这两个细节,这两个人物在我这儿一下就立住了,十三年改变了他们的性格,改变了他们的样子,但心依旧没变。
诈骗剧,最开始以为是全员疯批,全员恶人,双女主手拉手报复男主,结果本质还是国产玛丽苏烂剧,2021年了,国产编剧依旧专注天真无邪傻白甜,一心只想搞事业的疯批恶女只配当一个恶毒女配,罗姐有错我先骂了,但是能不能不要那么恶心啊??
不针对演员,演员的演技都很不错,宋茜的演技比以前进步了很多,同一张脸演出了两个不同的人(我真的觉得罗芊怡比宋小冬好看),感觉宋茜还挺适合演疯批恶女的,罗芊
诈骗剧,最开始以为是全员疯批,全员恶人,双女主手拉手报复男主,结果本质还是国产玛丽苏烂剧,2021年了,国产编剧依旧专注天真无邪傻白甜,一心只想搞事业的疯批恶女只配当一个恶毒女配,罗姐有错我先骂了,但是能不能不要那么恶心啊??
不针对演员,演员的演技都很不错,宋茜的演技比以前进步了很多,同一张脸演出了两个不同的人(我真的觉得罗芊怡比宋小冬好看),感觉宋茜还挺适合演疯批恶女的,罗芊怡那么点戏份每次一出场我都能被惊艳到。欧豪的演技也很不错,以前一直对他没什么好感,但是这次还挺惊艳的,疯批渣男演的不错。齐帆的配音很不合适,一开口就很出戏,第一次出场感觉很惊艳但是看久了也就那样,还有他的发型真的好难看好邋遢,感觉好油好久没洗头了,还不如第一次见到罗芊怡那样扎起来好看。
感觉这部剧就是很可惜,挺好的题材,演员也不错,细节也很多,但是都被编剧耽误了。前几集值得五星,但是后面嘛emmm
15年看的
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剧情算是还好了。没有老掉牙的那些套路——乡下 别墅 男男女女疑心暗鬼 大boss装神弄鬼来报仇等等等等。
主要演员很少,讲了三个故事
男主乘
15年看的
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剧情算是还好了。没有老掉牙的那些套路——乡下 别墅 男男女女疑心暗鬼 大boss装神弄鬼来报仇等等等等。
主要演员很少,讲了三个故事
男主乘坐三百七十五路回家,回家后 男主与未婚妻女主讨论是否结婚的问题。
大学时期 丧尸袭击了学校,学校里的男女主被危险所包围着。后来男女主在一起了
男女主准备结婚了。女主想要整形,而男主不同意 二人发生了争执……
男主的mum患病在床 精神失常而做出反常举动,最后去世了……
主角光环、智障光环和疯狂的水军!
大多数人看的是电视剧,少部分人代入的却是自己人生!
普通观众以旁观者的心态来看一部电视剧,看的是故事剧情人物环境服装道具,因为旁观,所以好坏更容易判断!
而有一部分观众,他们看的不
主角光环、智障光环和疯狂的水军!
大多数人看的是电视剧,少部分人代入的却是自己人生!
普通观众以旁观者的心态来看一部电视剧,看的是故事剧情人物环境服装道具,因为旁观,所以好坏更容易判断!
而有一部分观众,他们看的不是电视剧,而是将自己代入剧情中,成为剧中的人物,剧情成了自己的生活,朝堂的纵横捭阖和江湖的快意恩仇!
所以,他们不允许有人说剧不好,因为对他们而言你否定的不是电视剧,而是他们刚刚为自己编织好的梦境世界!
爽文或者爽剧本质上跟诱惑力十足的电话诈骗类似,都是通过筛选出合适用户来赚钱的!
你或许会感叹,这特么的多智障的人才会相信?但是,你的感叹并不会妨碍这样的骗局赚的流油!
奉劝那些看爽文看爽剧的,看了也就看了,乐呵乐呵没啥,但是千万别把自己忽悠瘸了!
俗话说:打人不打脸,骂人不揭短!
我本来不应该揭穿某部分意淫晚期患者的短处,但是我还年轻,我就愿意说出来,看到这部分人上串下跳,觉得看耍猴一般可爱!
而且这部分剧粉很厉害的,他们可以骂你,但是你不能骂他们,因为他们会举报你,熟练的利用软件功能!
??分割线,正经说电视剧!??????????
8.0分真豆瓣年度笑话呀!
如果有一部剧能和庆余年有相似之处,那就是陈思成的那部《远大前程》,号称的大制作加老戏骨,配上无比稀烂的剧情!
任何电视剧,即便你是穿越架空历史,那也要讲理吧?你总不能想干嘛就干嘛?当然你也可以,那就要接受别人有不同意见!
很多所谓的粉丝说主角的表现是因为受了21世纪自由平等的教育,所以蔑视权威!好,暂且认可这个说法!那么我问你们,你也受过21世纪教育,不用把你送回古代,现在就把你送到伊拉克,你敢嚣张吗?不敢,因为你的知识经验都跟你说这里的残酷,你会不由自主的小心做人!同样道理,作为一个现代人,知道封建王朝皇权残酷性的现代人,穿越回古代你会像主角这样嚣张?你难道不知道古代皇权至上杀人不需要理由?谁给你的胆子!你可以有自由平等的思想,但是,怕死才是人之常情!主角一副我知道我是皇帝私生子的样子,有说服力?真正穿越回去,越是现代人越会小心谨慎才是最真实的!当然,说实话,这跟原著也有关系,但是爽文你也不能一点脑子不动,难道只写给智障看?
范闲去见庆帝,一幅大大咧咧,毫无尊卑,你还不知道你是皇子吧?庆帝更加搞笑,叶轻眉怎么死的?不就是触动皇权至上的理念吗?这样一个典型的封建帝王突然变得和蔼可亲了,如何让人相信?你可以说,皇帝知道这是他的私生子!但是,有点智商行吗?皇帝在皇权面前,连叶都能杀了,还会容忍一个对皇权不敬的私生子?你觉得符合逻辑吗?
什么叫剧情合理,来举一个例子!
比如你走在路上,看到一坨粑粑,你旁观无人,冲上去就吃了!有人问你为什么要吃屎?你回答:我以为是巧克力!
毫无疑问,对于多数人来说,这个剧情就是不合理,人物动机牵强!
但是如果改成,你是穿越的,穿越之前是一只狗,那么剧情就合理了!
狗改不了吃屎,大家都认同!
我们希望庆余年的剧情不是把??当巧克力吃,而是直接的狗吃屎!
为什么会对这部电视剧如此愤怒呢?
第一个原因肯定是闲的,不闲的谁会下载一个豆瓣呢?
第二原因是逞能,郭大爷不说过吗,所有文艺类的评论说到底就是逞能!
第三个最重要的原因,豆瓣分数太过分了!你一个及格作品弄个7分差不多就得了,你非要让自己成国产良心!就跟那些明明就是一个演员,非要冒充学霸的一样让人恶心!
喜欢的可以打高分,如果你是水军能不能私信联系我,一起赚钱,我微博 知乎都有账号,而且我不夹带私货,不引流,收一笔钱,写一篇,专业认真,我说认真的!写影评发评论赚钱,我很愿意!
这部剧多烂……简直发指,剧情设计基本可以概括为:主角无敌光环?全剧弱智光环?粉丝弱智光环,本来一部及格都成问题的电视剧,硬生生刷成8分,这得花多少钱呀?!
人性是混乱的,也是伪善的,大多数人的名正言顺,其实只是为了疯狂的一个幌子。片中大辉的分裂人格小辉,映射了大凤的现实中低能妹妹小凤,小凤对着空气拍手,就像是现实与精神世界的一种交接。
其实我们每个人都住在自己的监狱里,但是也许只有疯子才有机会释放自己吧。
最后想说
这么好的片子,为什么只有6.2分。
人性是混乱的,也是伪善的,大多数人的名正言顺,其实只是为了疯狂的一个幌子。片中大辉的分裂人格小辉,映射了大凤的现实中低能妹妹小凤,小凤对着空气拍手,就像是现实与精神世界的一种交接。
其实我们每个人都住在自己的监狱里,但是也许只有疯子才有机会释放自己吧。
最后想说
这么好的片子,为什么只有6.2分。
在广大剧迷的翘首期盼下,b站这次独家跟播了BBC2套的九号秘事,让我们能够在第一时间享受到二册和胖胖精彩绝伦的剧本设计。这一集的题目名为“Merrily,Merrily”,被翻译为《欢聚如梦》。究竟是什么样的人在什么样的情况下的欢聚?为什么说这像一场梦?随着脚踏船在湖中缓缓前行,从白天至黑夜,故事的内涵在一点点被揭开。
在广大剧迷的翘首期盼下,b站这次独家跟播了BBC2套的九号秘事,让我们能够在第一时间享受到二册和胖胖精彩绝伦的剧本设计。这一集的题目名为“Merrily,Merrily”,被翻译为《欢聚如梦》。究竟是什么样的人在什么样的情况下的欢聚?为什么说这像一场梦?随着脚踏船在湖中缓缓前行,从白天至黑夜,故事的内涵在一点点被揭开。
这一集是九号秘事第一次全部用户外景(以前也有少部分外景片段,比如S03E05的Diddle Diddle Dumpling,或者是S02E03的《伊丽莎白?盖齐审判案》,但是这些集数的外景都只是作为内景的铺垫或者是延伸。而这一集则非常与众不同——9号不再是房间号,楼层数或者是卧铺车厢号,而是一艘脚踏船的编号。
站在岸边,几个人开始了他们的相聚。从对话中可以得知,其中的三个人是曾经的大学同学,还有一个人则是三个人当中一个的女友。劳伦斯说那个女的本来不应该在这里,这本来是属于“我们四个人”的聚会。这其中已经埋下了伏笔,除了那位女士应该只有三个人,那还有一个参加聚会的人是谁呢?九号秘事看的比较多的观众可能就会担心是否劳伦斯杀了个人然后想要趁机抛尸水中,而两位编剧们却偏偏反其道而行之,这其实上是一场非常悲情的故事,让人看了不免感慨万千,思考生命与死亡的意义。
小船被水草缠绕,四个人(或者说,是五个人)的故事也正在慢慢地缠绕在一起,真相慢慢开始浮出水面。与题目不同,这场聚会并不是那样的欢乐,过去的陈年往事一点点被揭开,大家似乎都有些尴尬。当然,还没有到要闹大矛盾的地步。因为劳伦斯此次聚会的目的并不是为了揭老底——而是为了让他妻子的最终离去有曾经朋友们的见证。就算三十年的时间里大家各奔东西,在这样的情况下大家的命运还是走到了一起,在这条小船上承载着过往的追忆。
一开始劳伦斯说“她不会来的!因为她已经死了!”的时候,相信很多人都会以为是他亲手杀死了自己的妻子,而这其实却是一个非常温情的故事。劳伦斯跳入水中,游到一个偏僻的地方,拿出亡妻的照片和骨灰,向我们展示了一场别出心裁的烟火,相信这就是本集想要探讨的意义——生命在用这种绚烂的方式进行延续,就好像凤凰涅槃时升起的火焰。
最后,劳伦斯发现自己在一艘船上,面对着一个黑衣人。黑衣人跟他说其他三个人现在在彼岸。彼岸究竟是什么,我想是生死的两岸,亦或者是心境的彼岸。黑衣人其实是死神的象征,这里面也用了一个神话故事:过去的人们常常会在舌头底下藏两枚硬币,用来作为死神的过路费。这里其实有点出乎我们的意料:一般来说在每一季的第一集不太会有这种鬼神的出现,这次也是反其道而行之了。
下了灵魂的摆渡船,劳伦斯听到曾经的妻子在呼唤他。我们这时候知道劳伦斯已经因为失温而死,两个人在生的彼岸进行了重聚。所以我想这场欢聚并不只是昔日好友的重聚(包括现实当中的“绅士联盟”也在此重聚),而更是生死之间的团聚,用这样的方式再度与亡妻重逢,真如译名所指出的那样,如梦一般。
一部主旋律电影,讲海尔在凌敏的带领下如何从濒临倒闭的集体企业走向国际化大企业的过程,是一部树立民族品牌的宣传片。。。凌敏身上的果敢、睿智、强烈的民族情怀、敏锐的商业嗅觉、前瞻性的战略思维和无比坚定的信念等,让人深受触动,作为一个CEO,他身上有太多值得让人好好学习的。。。正因为有这些,他一步步带着海尔走向世界。。。 一部电影时间不长,却要讲企业20年左右的发展史,电影主要聚焦在企业发展几个关
一部主旋律电影,讲海尔在凌敏的带领下如何从濒临倒闭的集体企业走向国际化大企业的过程,是一部树立民族品牌的宣传片。。。凌敏身上的果敢、睿智、强烈的民族情怀、敏锐的商业嗅觉、前瞻性的战略思维和无比坚定的信念等,让人深受触动,作为一个CEO,他身上有太多值得让人好好学习的。。。正因为有这些,他一步步带着海尔走向世界。。。 一部电影时间不长,却要讲企业20年左右的发展史,电影主要聚焦在企业发展几个关键时点CEO的决策过程和企业如何一步步走向世界的过程,企业内部管理相关的未过多展开,但有几个细节,值得深思:
1、6S大脚印—先进的内部管理制度, 6S源于5S, 5S起源于日本,是指在生产现场中对人员、机器、材料、方法等生产要素进行有效的管理,这是日本企业独特的一种管理办法。曾经在日企待过,对5S管理有一定的了解,虽然电影中重点强调从德国引进冰箱生产线,但真正对公司内部管理变化起作用的是6S的管理制度,而且这一制度的推行,肯定比引进生产线面临的困难要多的多。。。
2、责、权、利平衡原则—电影中美国工厂总经理和凌敏在美国工厂门口有段对话,短短的几句关于职责和薪酬的对话,可以看出,海尔注重管理人员责、权、利的平衡。。。想要员工有工作的动力,简单地说不外乎两点:放权、给钱;想要提高管理工作质量也不外乎两点:责、权、利明确,管理监督到位。美国工厂总经理的成长让人羡慕的,也说明好的管理、好的制度可以激发人无限的潜能。。。
3、海尔研究院和海尔大学——企业不断发展的动力机制:基础研究和人才培养 。电影中海尔研究院对市场新品要求的快速反应,不断的满足客户的需求,市场快速拓展。电影中凌敏亲自给海尔大学新人培训,向华给销售新人姜晓洁机会,以及后面姜晓洁去美国工厂任职等等,侧面说明了海尔重视人才培养,给予员工合理的晋升发展平台,有充分的晋升渠道,员工有晋级的希望和通道,才有工作的动力和愿景。。。