我要把乌鸦狠、变态、疯癫的一面先抛掉，杀人偿命放在任何一个法治社会和地下秩序里的人设里他最终也是要死的。
    我要讨论的是，在当今我们的江湖里，乌鸦讲的有什么不对？
    乌鸦说的最多的就是：“你那套过时了”
    在摔了关二爷的时候，他说：拜你有个p用，做小弟的都拿着刀子捅大哥了。为什么？因为小弟觉得大哥赚得多，自己风险大赚的少，内心里不服，想走。乌鸦有感而生，认为没有利益的信仰鸡汤全是废话，想让小弟跟着自己，必须有切实的利益。
    然而，骆驼确实就是一个特别会讲鸡汤和信仰的人，没看到骆驼，我就想到了我的年级主任，和我曾经在体制内的分管处长和曾经的公司的分管领导，他们不给你讲休假、不给你讲福利、不关心你的家庭你的健康，他们特别喜欢给你讲鸡汤，喜欢给你讲信仰，喜欢给你讲理想，希望通过这些，让你死心塌地的跟着他干，每天24小时加班只恨没有25个小时。每次他们说教的时候，我很想像乌鸦一样，拿起枕头闷死他们，然后告诉他们：你们那套过时了。
   乌鸦是跟着骆驼在元朗的，元朗在香港，差不多就相当于我们每个城市的农业区或者乡镇的偏远郊区一样，乌鸦从底层想要进入繁华的铜锣湾，貌似只有靠稳准狠了。

The Lost City of Z is a very long way from a true story — and I should know
A new Hollywood film hypes Percy Fawcett as a great explorer. In fact, he was a racist incompetent who achieved very little

The new film The Lost City of Z is being advertised as based on the true story of one of Britain’s greatest explorers. It is about Lt-Col Percy Fawcett. Greatest explorer? Fawcett? He was a surveyor who never discovered anything, a nutter, a racist, and so incompetent that the only expedition he organised was a five-week disaster. Calling him one of our greatest explorers is like calling Eddie the Eagle one of our greatest sportsmen. It is an insult to the huge roster of true explorers. Had the advertisement been about a soap powder, it would fall foul of the Trade Descriptions Act.

Percy Fawcett joined the army immediately after school, with a commission in the artillery in 1886. The next 20 years involved garrison duty in Ceylon and postings in Malta and England. The only significant events were getting married and becoming a devotee (like many others) of the charlatan psychic Madame Blavatsky. Fawcett’s game-changer came in 1906, when he was 40. The army let him take the Royal Geographical Society’s course on frontier surveying. Far away in South America, Bolivia had just sold its rubber-rich province of Acre to Brazil, so it needed its new north-western boundary mapped. The Bolivians approached the RGS for a mature surveyor to do this. The society’s secretary asked the newly qualified Fawcett whether he wanted to go; he accepted, reported for duty in La Paz and was at work on the new Amazonian frontier by the end of the year. This survey was the best thing Fawcett did. But he described it as boring, because the new frontier was all along rivers. This was the height of the great Amazon rubber boom, so he and his team cruised from one comfortable rubber barraca to the next, taking their regular measurements.

Fawcett’s only publications were a series of papers in the Geographical Journal about his mapping work. But he kept a journal, and in 1953 his son Brian edited this and other papers into a book called Exploration Fawcett. He emerges from it as a typical Edwardian colonial officer — friendly with South Americans but looking down on them, appalled by the cruelty at some rubber stations, full of gossip about life on this remote but boom-rich backwater, and uninterested in nature apart from banalities about dangerous snakes and irritating insects.

In 1908, the Bolivians asked Fawcett to survey another of their frontiers with Brazil: a small river called Verde, far away at the north-eastern corner of the large landlocked country. The preparations were appalling. Fawcett took minimal supplies, since he was accustomed to being fed by rubber stations. This was the end of the dry season with the river at its lowest. So they soon had to abandon their boat and continue on foot. After only a week, all food was exhausted and they were really starving. Fawcett casually remarked that five out of his six peons died from the effects of this five-week disaster. This was the only expedition he led into unexplored territory.

The Bolivians invited Fawcett back in 1910, this time to map part of their boundary with Peru. It involved paddling up a frontier river called Heath and two meetings with indigenous peoples on the banks. The first group fired arrows and guns over their heads. But Fawcett waded ashore with presents and shouting a few words of ‘Chuncho’ (the Peruvian word for all forest peoples) that he had memorised but did not understand. That was the only time that Fawcett attempted any language other than Spanish. Further up the Heath river, Fawcett met a tribe he called Ecocha (now Ese Eja) whom he really liked. They were ‘embarrassingly hospitable’ with their food, so Fawcett spent a few days with them and recorded something of their ethnography. He returned for a second visit in 1911.

After a final survey for the Bolivian government in 1913, of the upper Beni river in the Andes, Fawcett went sightseeing in central Bolivia. He and two companions were paddled down the big Guaporé river. They stopped at Mequens on its Brazilian bank to visit the Swedish anthropologist Baron Erland Nordenski?ld and his attractive wife, who provided guides to take them on a walk inland to visit a people they called Maxubi (now Makurap). The Maxubi were friendly and hospitable, but continuing on a forest trail Fawcett met another tribe (probably Sakurabiat) to whom he took a violent dislike. When one aimed a drawn bow at him, Fawcett shot the man with a Mauser revolver — absolutely forbidden by Brazil’s Indian Service. He described them as he imagined Neanderthals or Piltdown Man to have looked: ‘large hairy men, with exceptionally long arms, and foreheads sloping back from pronounced eye ridges… villainous savages, hideous ape men with pig-like eyes.’ No Amazonian Indian has body hair or looks remotely like this — I know, because I have spent time with over 40 different peoples. These two groups, and the two on the Heath, were the only tribal people seen by Fawcett. He liked two of them. So it was strange that he wrote racist gibberish that ‘there are three kinds of Indians. The first are docile and miserable people, easily tamed; the second, dangerous, repulsive cannibals very rarely seen; the third, a robust and fair people, who must have a civilised origin.’

When Fawcett was in the cattle country of central Bolivia in September 1914, news came of the outbreak of war. So he hurried home and by January 1915 was back in the artillery. In his late forties, he was too old for frontline service; but he fought a good war, ending as Lieutenant-Colonel.

In one of his pre-war lectures to the RGS, Fawcett had spoken of possible ancient ruins in the Amazon forests. He was now told about a scrap of paper dated 1743 in which bandeirantes imagined that they had seen a deserted city in the jungles. (The bandeirantes were slavers who scoured the interior of Brazil for Indians to capture. Although most of these thugs were illiterate, others did write reports about their travels — none of which said a word about seeing ruins.) Fawcett gave this imaginary ‘lost city’ the codename Z, and finding it became an obsession.

The easiest forest tribes to visit in Brazil were on the headwaters of one of the Amazon’s southern tributaries, the Xingu. A German anthropologist had contacted a dozen amiable peoples there in 1884; and since then they had been visited by seven groups of anthropologists or Indian Service officials. All had walked in by the same trail. So in 1920 Fawcett tried to follow this route — even though it was nowhere near where the chimera city might have been. His plans went wrong, so he got no further than a ranch halfway along the trail. In 1921 he searched for the mythical city down on the Atlantic coast, by train inland from Salvador da Bahia; but, hardly surprisingly, the miners there knew nothing.

In 1925, by now penniless but desperate, Fawcett tried again to reach the upper Xingu tribes. He now took two inexperienced ex-public schoolboys, his son Jack and Jack’s friend Raleigh Rimmel. The old surveyor made two suicidal pronouncements. One was that the trio should travel light, with nothing more than small packs. Everyone in Amazonia knew that you could not cut trails and keep your team fed with fewer than eight men. (I can confirm this, having done months of such cutting and carrying.) But Fawcett sent their pack animals and porters back, and continued with only his two novices. His other dictum was that Indians would look after them. This was equally dangerous. The Xingu tribes pride themselves on generosity; but they expect visitors to reciprocate. All expeditions in the past four decades had brought plenty of presents such as machetes, knives and beads. Fawcett had none. He committed other blunders that antagonised their hosts. So it was only a matter of days before they were all dead.

Twenty years later, Chief Comatsi of the Kalapalo tribe gave a very detailed account of Fawcett’s visit, reminding his assembled people of exactly how they had killed the unwelcome strangers. But the German anthropologist Max Schmidt, who was there in 1926, thought that they had plunged into the forests, got lost and starved to death; this was also the view of a missionary couple called Young who were on another Xingu headwater. The Brazilian Indian Service regretted that Fawcett, who was obsessively secretive, had not asked for their help in dealing with the Indians. They felt he was killed because of the harshness and lack of tact that all recognised in him.

Such was the sad tale of this incompetent, whose only skill was in surveying. But the disappearance of an English colonel while searching for a mythical ancient city in tropical rain forests was a media sensation. Two expeditions went to try to learn more. There was revived interest in the 1950s with the publication of Exploration Fawcett and the Kalapalo chief’s account of how they killed the Englishmen. Then it was forgotten until 2009 when David Grann, a talented writer, published The Lost City of Z. Unfortunately, Grann hyped the story out of all proportion and wrongly depicted Fawcett as a great explorer.

As he cheerfully admitted, Grann had no experience of rainforests. But he let his imagination run riot, with pages about ferocious piranhas, huge anacondas, electric eels (actually a fish that has never killed a man), frogs ‘with enough toxins to kill 100 people’, ‘predator’ pig-like peccary, ‘sauba ants that could reduce the men’s clothes to threads in a single night, ticks that attached like leeches (another scourge) and the red hairy chiggers that consumed human tissue. The cyanide-squirting millipedes. The parasitic worms that caused blindness…’ and so on. Everyone who know tropical forests, including me, knows that almost every word of this is nonsense.

Fawcett himself gave a simple account of his four surveying journeys for the Bolivian government. But for Grann, ‘in expedition after expedition… he explored thousands of square miles of the Amazon and helped redraw the map of South America’. Fawcett admitted that he was ‘a greenhorn in the jungle’ and knew nothing about nature. But Grann wrote that he moved ‘inch by inch through the jungle, tracing rivers and mountains, cataloguing exotic species… [until] he had explored as much of the region as anyone’.

For Grann, Fawcett was competing against other explorers ‘who were racing into the interior of South America’. The only study that Fawcett made after leaving school in 1886 was his RGS surveying course. He never mentioned any library research. But for Grann he was ‘almost unique’ in viewing 16th- and 17th-century chronicles ignored by other scholars; he re–evaluated El Dorado chronicles and consulted ‘archival records’ and ‘tribesmen’ in ‘piecing together his theory of Z’. Not a word of this was true, either.

Grann wrote that, as an author, he would have been lost without my three-volume, 2,100-page history of Brazilian Indians and five centuries of exploration. He quotes quite often from my books. So he had no excuse for describing Fawcett’s brief visits to three indigenous villages as the ‘discovery of so many previously unknown Indians’, from whom ‘he learned to speak myriad indigenous languages’, and adopted ‘herbal medicines and native methods of hunting [so that he] was better able to survive off the land’. Equally absurd was his rubbish about cannibalistic tribes, blow guns with poisoned darts, or Kuikuro menacing him with ‘gleaming spears flickering’ from the undergrowth (they never used spears, or had metal even, before their contact 130 years ago).

When the colonel vanished, Grann writes that ‘scores’ of explorers tried to find him, and that ‘one recent estimate put the death toll from these expeditions as high as 100.’ Actually, only one search expedition reached the Xingu, led by George Dyott in 1928. (It found that the three Englishmen had been killed by Indians.) The only other expedition was in 1932, but it got only as far as the Araguaia river far to the east. The death toll from these two attempts was zero. In 1935 a ridiculous actor called Albert de Winton went by himself to the Xingu and was killed by Indians who wanted his gun. So if we count him, the death toll is one — well short of Grann’s 100.

These and a great many other passages are artistic licence and hype of an absurd order. Hollywood believed everything Grann wrote, and then hyped it up more. People wishing to learn about the maverick colonel should consult his own fairly modest memoir — not the recent fantasy book and film about him. But I could recommend scores of writings by real explorers.

John Hemming is a Canadian explorer; the three volumes of his history of Brazilian Indians are Red Gold (1978), Amazon Frontier (1985) and Die If You Must (2004)

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看得我鸡皮疙瘩都要起来了，电影给我的感觉就是听中学里最矫情的那个女同学口述了一个多小时中学生活回忆录。情节不连贯；逻辑不能自洽；经常出现莫名其妙的段落；充满个人情绪，父母都是不开明的，其他人都是庸俗的。

我眼中少女的特质是敏感而爱幻想，敏感来自于准确察觉家庭成员的情绪保护自己不受伤害，爱幻想来自于随着成长自我的健全开始逃离生长环境。电影中王小冰父母婚姻的失败和母亲的情感生活的变化只让人看到一个冷漠的女儿，王小冰短暂的初恋更糟糕，感觉这一段并没有表达什么。

哪吒则是反叛和清算。王小冰充其量也就是翻几个白眼，最后割腕“我一条命是你们给的，你们要逼死我我就死”。而我想看的少女哪吒是尽管对父母众人庸俗不理解她，她也要挣扎地活下来，活成他们都不敢想的样子，然后带着一种“我把血肉还给你们，但你们永远不能控制我成为一个什么样的人"的心情去死。电影中的王小冰根本就是个中二病啊，她没有像哪吒一样反叛对抗世界，她只是不断说服自己我和别人不一样而已。说实话，这种青春期困惑谁都有，但绝大多数人最终都意识到了自己只是个平凡人，最终成熟，勇于面对世界。王小冰的反叛就和我青春期见过的那些最矫情的女生一样，认为自己与众不同又不作为，连自杀都没有新意。

电影里很多情节看得我犯尴尬恐惧症：

李小路放走白马这个情节，真的是非常的熊孩子，和现在把别人自行车锁卸了有什么区别？白马非马这个意象倒是好，看似李小路放走的是白马，实际上是王小冰内心真正的、叛逆的自我。

两个少女飞快地成为朋友。从这里我非常敏锐地察觉到导演是一个直男，电影里拍出来的交朋友的方式是男孩子的，初中的少女已经有小团体意识了，变成朋友要相互欣赏，逐渐接近，小心地试探，和其他朋友和非朋友一起试探……最后成为朋友。

王小冰的妈妈拿苹果那一段非常非常刻板，王小冰的父母的形象也非常刻板。李小路的家庭则被忽略了。我看到王小冰家是独门独院二层小楼，母亲是中学教师，父亲像是个小老板，李小路父亲就算是高级技工，两个人的家庭情况应该是王小冰好于李小路。看成绩王小冰读英语、语文好，两个人高中一个去了普高一个去了卫校也蛮难理解的。

两个女孩经常发出“咯咯咯咯咯”的笑声。很想提醒导演，只有幼儿园女生才会前言不搭后语地说两句话之后开始这么笑。

那段天仙配把我看得非常迷糊。暗示两个少女有超越友谊的关系么？电影后半段都要成王小冰独角戏了。暗示两个少女人生轨迹的对比么？选天仙配不太合适吧，后半段是独角戏啊。

几乎看不到两个少女的成长。女孩子青春期是想事情最多的年纪，从13岁到18岁思想有天翻地覆的变化。电影里完全看不到，不知道是本身就没有还是演员演技的问题，王小冰永远是两眼一翻鼻孔出气。

王小冰军训翻墙失败和教官对话那一段的台词太让人尴尬了。那种语气是小学女生对着喜欢的手工课男老师说话的语气。

王小冰蹲下然后说自己心情不好的样子和我过去的一个非常情绪化的朋友一样，我到现在还在庆幸我和那个朋友绝交了。

看得出来导演想拍王小冰和李小路疏远的过程。但是实在是太糟糕了，最终我看到的就是两个玩伴越走越远，仅此而已。

李小路见初恋男友那一段好看。那种尴尬的感觉好到位啊，尤其是男生扭头就走，走几步想让女生高兴又有点旧事重提地意思翻两个跟头，翻完之后又尴尬又后悔只好往前走。

王小冰妈妈唱戏那一段挺吓人的，讲真，我一直感觉电影最后有个闪回，说整部电影都是王小冰的回忆录，因为王小冰的父母角色实在是太刻板单薄了。

电影的色调看起来还是很舒服的，除此之外真看不出什么了。

最后，我觉得排片少真不是电影院的问题。观众看这种回忆青春的电影要么看个乐看个脸，要么真看点真情实感的回忆。这部电影显然是走青春记忆的，但大多数人留下的青春记忆都是朋友一起做过的事、闹过的笑话、闯过的祸和从不成熟到成熟的情绪，不是王小冰这种一个人中二病还要朋友陪着一起心塞。

还是那句话，看这部电影就像被已经绝交了的情绪化女同学按着头喷了一个多小时心里话【。

刚看了前两集，感觉还不错，挺小清新，还不闷。朴信惠演技比美男时候有涨，另外觉得她长得很像我一学妹。。
言归正传，如果你是本剧的女主，自闭寂寞，害怕与人接触，整天活在自己幽暗的小角落，就是这样一个苦逼otaku，如果你像她一样有的选择，你会选择那个闯进你生活、并把你拖离自闭生活，像阳光一样照亮你的世界的人，还是会选择那个率先发现了你怪咖外表下的善良玻璃心、小心翼翼保护你呵护你甚至因为怕把你吓坏而努力不让你知道，像月光一样温柔包裹着你的角落、你的世界，让你安心的人。
老实说，这个很难选，更老实说，如果是我的话会选择那片白月光。阳光进来是一个意外，月光却是执着的守护。当月光（我忘了他的名字啦）看到女主遇到麻烦，他让她回去他来解决，他知道她不愿意面对人群，即便自己很讨厌主持抗议示威，也代替她去。他懂得她的善良，懂得她的恐惧，懂得她的脆弱。甚至他怕会打扰她的生活而不让她知道。看到这些场景，我会莫名替女主感动。
   想起五月天《反而》里的一句歌词“而你，是否看穿了我，看穿了我假装的冷漠”。很多女生或多或少都能从女主身上看到自己的影子，并不是每个女生都是女神，都或多或少会孤僻、落寞、害羞、不被人理解，都多希望有人能看穿自己假装的冷漠，发现自己硬壳包裹下的柔软的心并温柔待之。所以如果我是女主，我会选择那片照亮内心的白月光。那么你呢？

当然，看完这个剧后还会让人很忧伤的一点是，我们得了女主的病，却没有女主的命，爱情不会无端端闯入生活，如果不走出去，多半会独自枯萎。

电视剧情简介：
22集美国科幻系列剧，一集一个独立的故事，男主角闪电奇侠，头戴面具，一身红衣，令人想到"超人"。实际上《闪电奇侠》可谓《超人》续集，奇侠"闪电"行侠仗义、除恶扬善，所不同的是，他行动起来比当年的"超人"更快更敏捷，如霹雳似闪电，所以被誉为"神奇大侠"。

第1集 监守自盗
中城市博物馆争取到一件珍贵的文物来该馆展出。消息传出后，几个大盗准备联合将它盗走，尽管警方布下层层防线，但是盗贼们还是对博物馆的情况了若指掌。警官巴里与他的搭挡胡里奥对此展开了一场艰苦的调查，发现了盗贼们安插在博物馆的内线。

第2集 基因突变
卡尔是一个非常有才华的生物工程学生，又是巴里的好朋友蒂娜的大学同学。最近他也来到中城市进行科研，可是自从他来之后，城里的流浪汉接连失踪，巴进而对他产生怀疑，可是蒂娜却不以为然。后来，巴里终于找到证据，原来卡尔为了自己的科研成果不惜在流浪汉身上做实验。

第3集 肮脏的交易
黑帮头子辛姆森与地方检察官卡斯基罗达成了一项肮脏的交易，但是他们的交易却无意中被年轻姑娘洛哈特发现了，于是他们就派人对洛哈特展开了一场追杀。

第4集 报复
退休警官艾伦是巴里的爸爸，在他当警察的时候，曾经把抢劫银行的希克斯送进了监狱。于是，越狱逃出的希克斯来找艾伦，想要对他进行报复。在巴里帮助下，艾伦又一次把希克斯送进了监狱。

第5集 控制大脑
药品公司老板盖德森，为了阻止药品局局长阿奎勒出庭作证，就与科学家塔克曼合谋，控制了巴里的大脑，想到用他找到阿奎勒的女儿帕罗玛，从而达到威胁阿奎勒不让他出庭作证的目的，在蒂帮助下，巴里摆脱了塔克曼的控制，救出了帕罗玛，把盖德森送上了法庭。

第6集 改邪归正
十三岁的特里是一个流浪在街头的小偷，巴里抓住了他，在了解特里的身世后，巴里决心帮助他改邪归正。

第7集 复仇
法官福斯特和他的夫人在剧场被人谋杀，此后，司法界又有名人物被接连杀害，巴里的上司加费德也受到袭击。巴里对此事展开了调查，他发现被袭击的目标都与当年的同一件案子有关。

第8集 城市幽灵
卢塞尔自称为城市幽灵，他在五五年被称为夜骑士的鲍维尔医生打败后，又于九十年代复出了。这次他占据了城市的数据网络。

第9集 隐形人
科学家吉顿对于政府研制的神经毒气恨之入骨，他发明了一种可以隐形的装置，闯入星星实验室盗走了毒气。他并不知道，这里面还有更大的阴谋。

第10集 梦中情人
巴里近一段时期，总是能梦见蒂娜向他表白她的爱慕之情，这使他经常失眠。蒂娜为他治疗失眠症，没想到仪器出了故障，蒂娜的大脑受损，使她进入了一个黑玫瑰组的犯罪团伙。

第11集 诬陷
爵士乐手维尼的弟弟艾里奥为了达到长期占有维尼的妻子琳达的目的，就精心设计了一个圈套，把一个被杀死的女人放进了琳达的汽车……

第12集 魔术狂人
巴里的朋友梅根遭到了一个魔术人的追杀，这个魔术狂人自称为魔术师，他自认为爱上了梅根，就想办法要把她弄到手。

第13集 母女情深
年轻女人斯塔西在街上遭人绑架，被巴里救了出来，但她对为何遭人绑架的原因却一直不肯说出口，巴里在经过一番调查之后发现，她所做的一切全都是为了她年幼的女儿莉莉。

第14集 穿越时空
黑帮头子派克由于涉嫌杀害巴里的哥哥而被送上法庭。可是由于证据不足，他又被当庭释放。巴里心灰意冷，不想再当闪电，准备出门旅行。派克想用一颗导弹把他炸死，没想到却把巴里送进了未来。这时候，巴里看到闪电走后派克在中城市的横行霸道。

第15集 克隆人
科学狂人杰森用巴里的一滴血克隆出另一个巴里。克隆巴里和真巴里一模一样，而且也具有闪电的功能。杰森想依靠这项先进技术挣大钱，可是克隆巴里想脱离他的控制，自己来了街上……

第16集 真假夜骑士
克特的父亲曾经是一个黑帮头子，克特对他父亲的罪行深恶痛绝，于是，崇拜夜骑士的他就装成夜骑士干出一系列以消灭黑帮为目的的谋杀行动。由于他滥杀无辜，巴里和鲍维尔决定阻止他。

第17集 冷面船长
炎热的夏夜，中城市四个黑帮头目被冻死在同一间屋中。巴里经过调查得知，作案者是个叫冷面船长的职业杀手，他是准备在中城市发展的另一个黑帮头目特里的雇佣杀手。

第18集 昔日同学
沙姆和斯塔莎偷走了星光实验室的一块水晶和一个电池，于是围绕着这块水晶，沙姆和斯塔莎展开了一系列勾心斗角和秘密活动，为了躲避沙姆的追杀，斯塔莎找到了她的老同学巴里。

第19集 不白之冤
巴里的同学罗泽尔发明了一种催眠机器，于是，哈里和斯坦就利用催眠机器来做案，一个上边派来的叫杰克的警察怀疑巴里跟这件事有关，他把巴里给关了起来……

第20集 人间友情
美国国家科技情报站总署研制出新一代智能机器人阿尔法。拥有了智能的阿尔法不甘受他人摆布去充当杀人的机器逃了出来。总署的人前来追赶，巴里了解了真情后，和蒂娜一起千方百计对阿尔法进行保护。最后，他们的勇敢和智慧终于战胜了科技情报总署。

第21集—第22集 疯狂报复
在对魔术师进行审判的时候，一个名叫佐伊的女疯子，把他给救了出来，在他们抓住巴里之后，魔术师给巴里进行了洗脑。于是，魔术师利用巴里对这个城市进行了疯狂的报复。

我觉得挺有意思的，就是节奏太慢，而且从一直drink那里来看，到了结尾我都觉得女方还是有点动机不纯的，她可能确实是个爱花钱的人，她还是个多情的人。 但她确实不像个故意杀人的人，只是有阴暗面。 “你是想用你的钱买我吗？” 我觉得应该就是在这一句对话里双方开始失控的。...  (展开)

这君臣三人越来越像哥仨啦，从最开始偶尔的戏谑皇上到现在的“没大没小”，真有点不可思议。。。忘了从哪看到说一次宫廷内大摆筵席，一大臣赋诗一首，可能人还是醉醺醺的没想清楚，说了不敬的字眼，乾隆顿时变了脸，吓得那大臣磕头如捣蒜，差不多要磕出血了乾隆才作罢。所以每次看到纪晓岚和和珅在皇上面前如此自然的谈笑、抬杠，再想到这一段历史，可能真正的历史上纪晓岚拍马屁的水准也不会差吧，要不然也不会好好的活到八十多岁。

快结束的时候纪晓岚说的那番为君之道确实到处做臣子的不易啊，也指出了皇上为什么那么纵容和珅， “贤明之君的日子都不好过”。 纪晓岚即便再忠心耿耿，正直廉明也会不招皇上待见， 和珅再作恶多端皇上也要想法设法留着他。没办法，谁叫皇上贪图安逸根本不想做贤明之君，还要说纪晓岚得理不饶人，这要搁现在自然是能者上，只怪以前人生都是命定的， 纪晓岚要想伸张正义也要找到最让皇上接受的办法。

一、结构与布局

1.在小说开始，科尔姆?托宾“详尽”描写了这个爱尔兰小镇的生活，虽然他的写法非常简单（ “自由间接问题+对话”），没有过多去描写风土人情，但他细腻的文笔为我们延伸了某些感官，读者好似也曾在那些街道、店铺和居室内留下过身影。

电影省去了这些按理说非常需要的背景，开始便是一个动作：艾丽丝将要去美国，向凯莉小姐辞职。而在小说中，艾丽丝做出这个决定经过了长时间的纠结。

2.小说开头，有一段非常重要的伏笔，为之后艾丽丝与吉姆的爱恋埋下了伏笔。艾丽丝陪同女友去参加一次舞会，认定吉姆会邀请他跳舞，但事实上并没有。这个伏笔对于理解艾丽丝从美国回来，为何会陷入与吉姆的恋情将有巨大作用。

但很可惜，电影将其删去了。故而，导致在电影最后，观众很难明白艾丽丝既然已经在美国结婚了，为何还与吉姆发展恋情。

3.小说留给艾丽丝再次回归爱尔兰的篇幅其实只有40页，约占1/5；但电影差不多用了1/3的篇幅来讲艾丽丝回到爱尔兰的这段生活。事实上，不只篇幅延长了，而且加了一个“意图明显”的结尾：再次前往美国的渡轮上，艾丽丝向另一位第一次前往美国的爱尔兰姑娘传授经验。

分析：以上三点改动实可理解。因为电影需要通过动作来推动剧情发展，尤其是保留那些将带给观众情感冲击力的剧烈动作（如离别），尤为需要。同时，影像也很难将一种情调、氛围赋予故事，背景的描绘则需要花去很多时间，这是电影所不允许的（而电视剧可以做到）。至于最后将片段扩展，无非是为了结尾艾丽丝回到托尼身边显得“更动人、更合理”。

二、情感与形象

1. 科尔姆?托宾通过“自由间接问题+对话”的写法，使得语调在某种程度上既在人物之外、又在人物之内，这使得小说浸润着一种淡淡的情绪（想想伍尔夫的小说）。虽然电影要还原这种语感，太难（需要克莱尔?德尼式的感觉影像），但让人诟病的是，《布鲁克林》陷入偶像剧般的过度抒情中：想想艾丽丝在前往美国的渡轮甲板上，影像使用的柔光，让场景看起来很假；还有电影中使用的抒情味很浓的弦乐，旨在感染观众情绪，但其实用一些节奏感明快的鼓点会更好（如很多英剧中使用的，如《卡罗尔》的配乐）。

2. 正因为“自由间接问题+对话”的写法，小说因而产生一个悖论：也即作为女主角的艾丽丝虽然着墨最多，但却是形象最为模糊的一位；相反，围绕在艾丽丝周围的人物虽然只有简单几个动作、几句话，形象却个个鲜明。
（扩展阅读：叙述悖论"http://book.douban.com/review/7701245/"）

电影中的情形正好相反。由西尔莎?罗南饰演的女主角形象是鲜明的，电影正是围绕她展开的；但那些周边配角却只能偶尔瞥见身影。这一方面是电影本身特质所致，同样也反映出导演水准。

3.正如上条所言，小说中的艾丽丝其实是一位内向、情感细腻、又未经太多市面的小女生。相反，西尔莎?罗南棱角过于鲜明的脸已经破坏了这份想象，虽然电影中的艾丽丝有时也会怕生（初到美国），但基本上是一个外向的人（如一开始的“直接”辞职，小说中则有长段的描写来刻画她的犹豫；对托尼求爱的主动接受、性爱的发起者等）。这种转变当然可以看成是导演出于自身创作的诉求，但撇开原著不谈，电影所塑造出的这位女性形象其实是淡薄的。观众需要借助的是一些外在手段（比如别离、死亡等动情时刻+煽情的配乐）来感受角色的情绪，以获致一个完整形象。

4.问题就此而来。电影中人物的形象，是否可以直接通过表演形成？一些杰出的电影已经帮我们做出解答。在法哈蒂与达内兄弟的电影中，人物的象形只有很小一部分是由演员演技完成，更多的已经在故事的情境中形成。比如法哈蒂的电影中，人物形象往往通过陷入的两难抉择形成。
（扩展阅读：表演悖论"http://movie.douban.com/review/7688226/"）

三、小说与电影

小说与电影有着不同的运作方式，欣赏方式自然也不同。一个不断将影像比对文字的观众，无法对电影获得真切的体验。“忠实原著”的说法不仅是对原著小说，也是对电影艺术的侮辱。电影显然有更大的用武之地。只有当我们看不见一部电影的创造价值之时，我们才该回过头去将其与原著对比，看看它问题到底出在了哪里。而这，应当作为对《布鲁克林》这部电影的正当举动。

这篇影评可能有剧透 这是一条曾经在时空中迷失的咸鱼。在很久很久以前，生命的乐章拉开了序幕，从简单到繁复，从海洋到陆地，生命从一次次毁灭中涅槃，梦想的种子在不知不觉中破土而出。梦想让人类迈出了直立行走的第一步，从此再未停下。思考哲学，探索艺术，研发科技，无数个伟大的名字把人类的...  (展开)