他开始选择职业了。家庭的影响和自身的经历让他一直对社会的变革有近乎狂热的兴趣。 11, 2岁的时候, 他曾立志要一名传教士, 但他很快就像父亲一样 believe in no God了。首次演出的经历虽然失败, 表演却深深吸引住了他。 他说"Acting is a political thing "---也许对他来说, 他所投身的事业首要不是自我宣泄和慰藉的手段, 而是他想要改造社会的途径。在大学里学了18个月的雕刻之后, 他做了"一生中最正确的决定": 退学去做了一名演员。
(At last, Max finds his life friend, Nineteen Hundred, who still remains in the would-be-destroy Virginia after World War II. Two friends sit on TNT boxes, accompanied by the sound of water dripping and machine faraway, to have a farewell talk.)
Max: What have you been up to all these years?
1900: Making music.
Max: Even during the war?
1900: Even when no one was dancing any more. Even when the bombs were falling. The music helped them get better. The wounded I mean. Or else, I kept them entertained, as they slipped into another world. (Light up) Sometimes, they didn't even mind the voyage, if they could listen to the music. Mine was the last face they saw. And I kept playing, till the ship got here.
Max: Call this a ship? (Looks around) It's more like a mountain of dynamite about to explode. A bit dangerous, don't you think?
1900 (avoids answering the question): And you, Max? Where's your trumpet?
Max: I gave it up as well, a while back. But you know now I'm in a mood for starting again. I'm bustling with new ideas. Let's start a duo, you and me. Or our own band: The "Danny Boodman T.D.Lemon Nineteen Hundred Big Band!" huh? (Nineteen Hundred smiles quietly) It gets the blood going! We'd be a smash. C'mon, Nineteen Hundred, come with me. Let's get off, watch the fireworks from the pier. And then we'll start from scratch. Sometimes that's the way you have to do it-you go right back to the beginning.
(Nineteen Hundred doesn't respond to this suggestion, and Max continues)
"You're never really done for as long as you've got a good story, and someone to tell it to". Remember? Uh? You told me that.
(Nineteen smiles as if saying 'yeah'.)
What a fantastic story you've got now! The world would hang on your every word, and they'd go crazy for your music. Believe me.
1900 (looks at Max calmly, and slowly, he starts to reveal the mystery about why he went back on the middle of the gangway): All that city...You just couldn't see an end to it. The end? Please, you please show me where it ends? …It was all very fine on that gangway, and I was grand, too, in my overcoat. I cut quite a figure, and I was getting off, guarantee. That wasn't the problem. It wasn't what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn't see. You understand that? What I didn't see...In all that sprawling city, there was everything except an end. There was no end. What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end, the end of the world.
(gives a black smile)
Take a piano. Keys begin, keys end. You know there are 88 of them, nobody can tell you any different. They are not infinite, you are infinite. And on those keys the music that you can make is infinite. I like that. That I can live by.
(Max smiles agreeably, but Nineteen Hundred comes to the point, his voice becomes sharper)
You get me up on that gangway and you roll out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions of billions of keys that never end and that's the truth, Max, and they never end, that keyboard is infinite. If that keyboard is infinite, on that keyboard there's no music you can play.
(pauses, calm down, as if he wants to calm Max)
You're sitting on the wrong bench. That's God's piano.
(again voice up)
Christ, did you, did you see the streets, just the streets? There were thousands of them! How do you do it down there, how do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die. All that world just weighing down on you don't even know where it comes to an end. Aren't you ever just scared of breaking you apart and just thought of it, the enormity of living in it?
(pauses, calmly)
I was born on this ship, and the world passed me by, but two thousand people at a time. And there were wishes here, but never more than fit between prow and stern. You played out your happiness but on a piano that was not infinite. I learned to live that way.
(pauses)
Land? Land is a ship too big for me, it's a woman too beautiful, it's a voyage too long, perfume too strong. It's music I don't know how to make.
(Max' face cloudy)
I can never get off this ship. At best, I can step off my life.
(Max can't help weeping)
After all, I don't exist for anyone. You're exception, Max. You're the only one who knows I'm here. You're a minority, and you'd better get used to it.
(quietly yet firmly)
Forgive me, my friend, but I'm not getting off.
(Nineteen Hundred stops here, two friends sits face to face, all is silent except the sound of Max weeping.) 作者: 海的思念 时间: 2004-7-26 15:25
我一直很喜欢这片子，曲子很好听，台词也很好~作者: 流火 时间: 2004-7-26 16:04
男主角的名字我很喜欢
很不错：1900作者: honeysun 时间: 2004-7-26 22:29
网易的图片链接不出来的，请楼主换个像册放作者: Dryad_W 时间: 2004-7-27 13:51
其实看很多片子的时候，常常把演员和角色混了起来，好像演员就是为了角色而生的，角色就是为了他而创造的，看这部片子的时候，也是这样。
对生命本质和生活本质的迷惘，对世界的恐惧，在流动的镜头里，从他的眼睛里完整而清晰的表达了出来。很淡的疼痛，也许因为刻在心里，那么曲曲折折的表达出来，就显得淡了。
也许是这样的经历造就了他，不然他眼里的疼痛，始终不会这么真实吧~作者: Corinna 时间: 2004-7-28 20:13
他的演技没得说,简直是出神入化作者: eternity 时间: 2004-7-28 23:33
太感谢楼主了！
原本那段话我是找的翻译
终于有原版了！
