狂晕 (故园风雨后影评)

2009-02-20 02:16:48 　　来自: woodyallen (work, work, wink)
Brideshead Revisited / 故园风雨后的评论

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　　看完长叹一口气。。就，为什么会这样？？andrew davies和jeremy brock也搞得出滥本子阿orz~~casting超级寒，英俊的小马修（再次表扬我家老头的掘美才华-赛末点里此人就叫我惊艳）首次亮相就分明比塞巴斯蒂安一家门都更像有钱人。。塞同学呢居然还不如他自己怀里揣着的那头熊，当然，那熊已经相当不堪。。船上的搞戏也乏善可陈害得我足足打了6个哈欠（抖）伊夫林沃白白写得那么聪明。
　　
　　太叫人怨念了这一部。。哪天有空定要翻出原著或者BBC剧集复习以便排毒。

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2009-02-20 02:23:52 magnovich

　　我等着您的BBC剧集～

2009-02-20 02:24:40 woodyallen

　　恩下次给你

2009-02-20 02:33:11 安东妮

　　啊这个BBC剧哪里有的买或下吗
　　
　　在现实中没见着过。。我试试TAOBAO

2009-02-20 02:39:35 Lily Lee

　　啊我下载了一半格式化了电脑，所以至今很为难，而且没看过……

2009-02-20 02:43:56 woodyallen

　　淘宝或许有吧，我是很早以前下载的，貌似是电驴？不记得了
　　剧集是衬得上书的，这个电影基本就是在瞎掰。帅哥其实也呆呆的。

2009-02-20 02:46:03 woodyallen

　　安东妮同学哪天来上海的话跟我说一声，我拷给你

2009-02-20 02:49:14 安东妮

　　。。。。。。
　　去上海一定要见你一下下

2009-02-20 02:50:29 woodyallen

　　恩我再塞点小托比给你瓦哈哈～

2009-02-20 04:28:50 Lily Lee

　　来上海一起吃饭吧！安东妮姑娘！
　　
　　我还是买书看吧……

2009-02-21 17:43:50 woodyallen

　　 the deck scene
　　
　　 Rain ceased at midday; at evening the clouds dispersed and the sun, astern of us, suddenly broke into the lounge where we sat, putting all the lights to shame.
　　　　
　　　　 "Sunset," said Julia, "the end of our day."
　　　　
　　　　 She rose and, though the roll and pitch of the ship seemed unabated, led me up to the boat-deck. She put her arm through mine and her hand into mine, in my great-coat pocket. The deck was dry and empty, swept only by the wind of the ship's speed. As we made our halting, laborious way forward, away from the flying smuts of the smoke-stack, we were alternately jostled together, then strained, nearly sundered, arms and fingers interlocked as I held the rail and Julia clung to me, thrust together again, drawn apart; then, in a plunge deeper than the rest, I found myself flung across her, pressing her against the rail, warding myself off her with the arms that held her prisoner on either side, and as the ship paused at the end of its drop as though gathering strength for the ascent, we stood thus embraced, in the open, cheek against cheek, her hair blowing across my eyes; the dark horizon of tumbling water, flashing now with gold, stood still above us, then came sweeping down till I was staring through Julia's dark hair into a wide and golden sky, and she was thrown forward on my heart, held up by my hands on the rail, her face still pressed to mine.
　　　　
　　　　 In that minute, with her lips to my ear and her breath warm in the salt wind, Julia said, though I had not spoken, "Yes, now," and as the ship righted herself and for the moment ran into calmer waters, Julia led me below.
　　　　
　　　　 So at sunset I took formal possession of her as her lover. It was no time for the sweets of luxury; they would come, in then-season, with the swallow and the lime-flowers. Now on the rough water, as I was made free of her narrow loins and, it seemed now, in assuaging that fierce appetite, cast a burden which I had borne all my life, toiled under, not knowing its nature -- now, while the waves still broke and thundered on the prow, the act of possession was a symbol, a rite of ancient origin and solemn meaning.
　　　　
　　　　 We dined that night high up in the ship, in the restaurant, and saw through the bow windows the stars come out and sweep across the sky as once, I remembered, I had seen them sweep above the towers and gables of Oxford. The stewards promised that tomorrow night the band would play again and the place be full. We had better book now, they said, if we wanted a good table.
　　　　
　　　　 "Oh dear," said Julia, "where can we hide in fair weather, we orphans of the storm?"
　　　　
　　　　 I could not leave her that night, but early next morning, as once again I made my way back along the corridor, I found I could walk without difficulty; the ship rode easily on a smooth sea, and I knew that our solitude was broken.
　　