这篇影评可能有剧透 偶然在网络看到电影片段，忍不住被这个非主流题目被吸引，《迷失安狄》其对应的英文名《Miss Andy》也是恰到好处的妙。 在传统观念文化的环境下长大，我们对 上学—工作—结婚组建家庭—培育下一代—老去 这样的人生轨迹太习以为常，有时也忘记了社会中还有一批人有不一样的情...  (展开)

This is the harrowing story of a (not quite) typical mule: Maria Alvarez (Moreno), an intelligent and fiercely independent 17-year-old girl from Colombia who agrees to smuggle a half-kilo of heroin into the United States.

Walking out of the theatre, I found myself at a loss of words.

What struck me the most about the story was how un-exaggerate everything was. Let it be Maria’s job, her village, or her family. They were portrayed with moderation and care. The result was impressively real and honest. Maria’s job was not uncommon for a third world country’s village girl of 17. I’ve read far worse treatment and horror stories of factory workers in ShenZheng, China. The real evil was in the lack of a choice. All Maria had was the job in the flower factory. It was the only economic opportunity presented to Maria. It was what her family, even her entire village depended on. Sounds familiar? I thought of that British mining town in Billy Elliot.

Like all country girls who rebelled against their fate, Maria made a choice, the same choice all country girls in her shoes made, to go to the city. On her way, she was tempted away from the possibility of becoming a rich family’s maid; instead, she was offered an adventure. Traveling, America, and American dollars added together proven to be too big a temptation to turn down for a rebellious country girl. Was there really a huge difference for her, between pulling thorns off roses and swallowing cocaine pellets and carried them to America? Both were rich people’s merchandises, both were beyond her reach. She was one little link in the economy chain. The latter sounded a lot more exciting than the former, and it would take her beyond the depressing village outside of Bogota. She was, finally, presented a choice.

The subsequent story made me admire Maria’s intelligence and coolness. But it also chilled me to the bone to see how cruel and brutal the drug world was (is).

Would legalizing drugs clean up all these brutality? Would legalizing drugs prevent Maria and her fellow Columbian women from participating in this dark and ugly trade?

If so, then why wouldn’t any country take that step?

“Because drugs are evil and hurt people who use them. How could you legalize something so damaging to our very selves? How could any government give out any signal that drug abuse is ‘legal’, therefore, ‘ok’?”

Because not legalizing it made it worse? Because the huge profit margin is driving the drug trade into a frenzy, and it is killing poor people like Maria left and right? Cigarette is legal, isn’t it? It is harmful to people’s health, too. Why is that okay to endorse but not drugs? Since when human being became such innocent creatures?

“If you legalize drugs, then more people will become drug addicts. That would be disastrous and self-destructive.”

Okay. People have self-destructive tendencies. There are evils in these world, too many. People always have the choice of whether to become drug addicts, just like people have the choice of whether to smoke a cigarette. Are you saying that government has the right to make the choice for its citizens that the government knows what is best? What about education? What about the fittest survive? It is not like I don’t get drug offered when I walk down Telegraph Ave. in Berkeley, it is not like high school kids don’t get drug offers in parties, at playground, on their way to school, anyways. It is happening right now. How much worse could it get? Besides, once it became legal, it could take away the “adventurous lure” it has right now to the rebellious type. Couldn’t it?

Drug abuse is part of modern societies already. We have to deal with it. But if legalizing it could take away the huge profit for the drug lord, then it could reduce their incentive to produce them. It could dry up so many money sources for terrorist groups and anti-government organizations. It could save Maria and girls like her the fate of dying on ruptured cocaine pellets that they carry in their stomach. It could save them from being treated like animals (”mule”), whose stomach was cut open so their cargo could be retrieved. Mule’s life was of no consequence. The dehumanization of Maria and her fellow mules was not caused by drug’s own evil-ness directly. It was made possible by the huge profit of drug trade, and its huge profit came from their illegal status. It was made possible because of human being’s own greed.

If government wants to do good to the society, then it could place the choice into everyone’s own hand. Take away the possibility to make people even more greedy than they already are. Don’t tempt them. Trust them.

In Chinese modern history, there was a much revered national hero, General Lin Zexu. Who initiate the fight against the British in 1840’s. He burned all the opium he could gather in a huge public display. His angry words are still recited in today’s Chinese elementary school classrooms, “Opium is evil, it weakened our people, our soldier, our country…” But the fact was, Chinese society was weakened from inside before opium even appeared. The closed society has been quietly rotten away from top to bottom for centuries. There was little outlet for real talent of the society. There wasn’t much progress happeneing for the society as a whole. Corruptions were prevalent. Opium provided an escape. A dying plant happened upon a killer disease. It was easy to blame the disease. Even though General Lin Zexu won his opium war, the final treaty between the British and the Qin Dynasty turned out to be the first of many humiliating treaties to come in China’s Modern History. Burning Opium didn’t help General Lin’s cause. Burning the entire country might. That was exactly what Chairman Mao tried over a century later.

There is a little analogy in gardening. When a flower attracted diseases, it was often because the plant itself was weak and unhealthy, either from lack of water, light, or too much water, etcetera. To prevent disease from happening, you either make the plant strong and healthy, or you try to shut down all disease sources. The latter has proven to be a harder path. Shutting down flow of air would usually cause more problems to the plant. Exposing the plant to the natural elements was usually more healthy for the plant. As long as the plant was healthy, often it could fight off many diseases using its own strength.

本来今天心情不错，却在电影院被这部片子刷了三观，短短开场十分钟就轰轰烈烈走了一排人。

其实这部片子都不能说是电影，而是一部刺瞎观众的马自达厂牌幻灯片。
随便迅雷奇艺的三俗微电影也比这个更敬业，起码人家拍出了一个故事。

先抛开演员卖力和剧本不说，本片的每个镜头几乎都没有连贯的链接，镜头之间就是在按幻灯片，没有任何的交代叙事线，人物间的关系情节都是各种拼凑，3秒个镜头给你一暗，连续十个镜头都是这样，无法想象整部电影中都在各种按幻灯，这几乎就是从古到今的电影史上最烂剪辑。
你是在放一个多小时的预告片？严重挑战观众的忍耐。换句话说，导演死皮赖脸的态度以及制片人粗制滥造简令人发指，本片几乎可以成为电影学校里的终极烂片范本。

国人相对国产片其实有相当的忍耐和适应度的，观众可以忍受情节虚假，桥段恶俗，你只要拍到农村电视剧的水平大家也是愿意在电影院吹一个小时的空调看完再走的，毕竟是花钱的。
但本片的态度如此恶劣让观众简直像经历一场噩梦，最后几乎所有观众被逼出了电影院。因为只有出了电影院的一刻观众才能找到了智商。

呵呵呵呵呵~~~~


PS.说是5年内的最烂片一点不为过,或许未来5年也难超越。

偶然翻到这部电影。

这种感觉我很喜欢。

这种不期而遇的偶然。像有的电影，一直在找，找了好久终于找到了。看完后却迅速地忘记。

这样的，开始不会有期待，看完后，如果很惊喜，这样，反而印象会更加深刻。

看看停停。中间偶然打开了L的空间。

空间里有许多L的新照片。他的女友，他的朋友，以及他新开的公司。

人都还是那些人，不一样的，只有我自己。

突然眼睛就湿润了，在嘈杂的网吧里面，突然觉得周围安静了下来。

18岁的我，拖着大包小包，到办公室里报道，接待我的是L。

从他的眼睛中，我读到了一些东西，我想，他也从我的眼睛读到了同样的东西。

他黝黑但细致的皮肤，宽阔的肩膀，粗壮的大腿，干燥而温暖的手掌。我这是才知道什么叫原始的致

命吸引力。

我们在一起的时间很短,只有一个夏天。或者，我们其实从未开始过。

只是在那个夏天，试探过来试探过去。就想个犯人一样，做什么都是小心翼翼。

我们小心翼翼地在浴室里洗澡，我的动作很僵硬，不知道他怎么样，我一直没敢朝他的方向望过去。

我们小心翼翼地躺在一起聊天，中间始终隔着一线天那么窄的距离。我怕碰到他的皮肤，他一直都

那么滚烫而灼热。我怕首先失去理智。

我们小心翼翼地在一起睡觉，他身上的味道，有时候能让我安然入睡，有时候却让我辗转难眠。

我们小心翼翼地一起散步，裸露的皮肤有意无意地摩擦着，一路上都寂静无声，突然，在无声之中，

他拉起了我的手。

可是，这些无话不说，一起做梦，都最终成为我一个人所怀念的。

有时会想，我什么地方吸引他了。

他一个从头到尾直的那么彻底的人。

唯一的答案就是命，我们注定在我18岁那个炎热的夏末相遇，注定在我19岁的那个炎热的夏天分

离。

在我20岁那个炎热的夏天，想到你，陪伴我的，只有孙燕姿的那首《我怀念的》。

都没有什么征兆，我们的联系，就这样彻彻底底地断了。

还是有次忍不住了，问他为什么我们现在就这样了？

他说什么具体内容我也差不多忘了。大概意思是他不好，不能给我个未来。

我还是相信这个是他的真心话，而不是托辞。

至少在我的心中，他是一个内心单纯善良的大个子。笨拙，但不会撒谎。

他我不能拥有，但至少，我能拥有对他的记忆，这个是我的东西，他抢不走。

电影的两个男主人公在分开后的6年，又在澳洲炎热的海滩上偶遇。

其实，我常常有时候会幻想，几年以后我们会不会在某个地方偶遇。就像某天我经过某家酒楼，看

到喜喜字牌上写的“新郎 L XX” 。我要不要进去祝贺他，诸如此类的傻问题一个人可以想好久，好

像真的要发生一样。

看着他这些照片，移动鼠标的小箭头，在他的照片上点来点点去。突然就明白，我们的生活已经彻

彻底底往不同方向越离越远。我已经从他的生活中，彻彻底底退出。

18岁到22岁，花了4年，等待一个人。或许，我也没有刻意等他，只是懒得去恋爱。值不值得已经

不重要，因为是我心甘情愿的。

因为他的那句话，在我把水龙头放的哗哗响的时候，他突然冒了一句，K,我真的好喜欢你。

他倒是划算，这么一句话，让他在我心中永远有了一个位置。

可是他呢？他心中的我会不会已经日益模糊，再过4年，他还会不会偶然偶然地想起我，想起了我，

他的脸上会浮现什么表情？

对他，终究是没有怨言的，毕竟，在18岁那个夏天，他让我知道了原来我喜欢的是这样一个人，这

样一个男人。