去里斯本的夜车

【里斯本夜車】改編自 Pascal Mercier 的同名原著，寫一位踏入暮年的教授，因為一位神秘的紅衣女郎和一本書，毅然拋下熟悉的生活，到里斯本追尋書本作者的下落。在旅途上，老教授不單了解到那位作者的過去，更明白到自己過往的生活如何單調乏味。可是，他會否有勇氣將這個短暫的旅程延續下去？

看電影的時候，頗能感受到編導的用心。他們為故事添加了不少神秘氣息，又嘗試將老教授的旅程，與書本作者的過去扣上關係，交替在銀幕上呈現，無奈最終出來的效果依然是差強人意。首先，現在與過去那兩條線，關係薄弱至極；硬要加句：「知道他的經歷，才明白到自己的人生是多麼的蒼白」，讓栗哭笑不得；其次，原著的佳句摘錄，在電影中所起的作用幾近無──單聽又不及看動人，而事後回望，所選的句子其實跟所說的故事，完全沾不上邊。不錯，片首拍得富有電影感，可是栗又忍不住想，如果沒看過原著，會否覺得故事奇怪呢？

一向不同情那些眼高手底的編導，但今次的失敗，除了因為編導未夠功力以外，還因為原著是屬於不宜拍成電影之類。其實以現在那個劇本框架去寫另一個故事，效果應該不俗。但若是將原著改至面目全非，又何必要硬與它扯上關係呢？不過，書與電影的交纏，就跟別人的家事一樣，我們這些小觀眾無從置喙！

看完《去里斯本的夜车》，和片中的铁叔一样对《文字炼金师》中的描写段落着迷，跟着铁叔极具磁性的嗓音，边听边看就像去远方神游了一番，完成了一趟电影旅途后又回到现实之中。其中有太多精妙优美的句子和我自己对生活的感悟不谋而合，大有被写出心中共鸣之感，于是挑了自己觉得最值得欣赏品味的语段，摘录于下，和友人们分享：

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What could, what should be done with all the time that lies ahead of us, open and unshaped, feather-light in its freedom and lead-heavy in its uncertainty?
Is it a wish? Dream-like and nostalgic, to stand once again at that point in life, and be able to take a completely different direction to the one which has made us who we are?



We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place; we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there. We travel to our souls when we go to a place that we have covered a stretch of our life, no matter how brief it may have been.
But by traveling to ourselves, we must confront our own loneliness. And isn't it so that everything we do is done out of fear of loneliness. Isn't that why we renounce all the things we'll regret at the end of our life?



Is it ultimately a question of self-image, the determining idea one has made for oneself of what one has to have accomplished and experienced so that one can approve of the life one has lived?
If the certainty befalls us that it will never be achieved this wholeness, we suddenly don't know how to live the time that can no longer be part of the whole life.



The real director of life is accident, a director full of cruelty, compassion and bewitching charm.



The decisive moments of life, when its direction changes forever, are not always marked by loud and shrill dramatics. In truth, the dramatic moments of a life-determining experience are often unbelievable low-key. When it unfolds its revolutionary effect and make sure that life that it revealed in a brand-new light. It does that silently, and in this wonderful silence resides its special nobility.



I would not like to live in a world without cathedrals. I need their beauty
and grandeur against the dirty colors of military uniforms. I love the powerful words of the Bible. I need the force of its poetry. I need it against the decay of language and the dictatorship of worthless slogans.
But there is another world I do not wish to live in. A world in which independent thinking is disparaged, and the finest things we can
experience denounced as sin. A world in which our love is demanded by tyrants, oppressors and assassin. And most absurdly, people are exhorted from the pulpit to forgive these creatures and even to love them.
It is for this reason we cannot just put the Bible aside. We have to throw it away completely, for it speaks only of vain holier-than-thou. In his omnipresent, the Lord observes us day and night. He takes note of our acts and thoughts. But what is a man without secrets? Without thoughts and wishes that he, and he alone, knows? Does the Lord our God
not consider He's stealing our soul with his unbridled curiosity, a soul that should be immortal?
But who would in all seriousness want to be immortal? How boring to know that what happens today, this month, this year, does not matter?
Nothing would count.
No one here knows what it would be like to live eternally. And it's a blessing we never will. One thing I can assure you, it would be hell,
this endless paradise of immortality. It is death and only death, that gives each moment beauty and horror. Only through death is time living thing. Why does the Lord not noticed? Why does He threaten us
with a... endlessness that can only be unbearably desolate?

I would not want to live in a world without cathedrals. I need the luster
of their windows, their cool stillness, their imperious silence. I need the holiness of words, the grandeur of great poetry. But just as much I need the freedom to rebel against everything that is cruel in this world. For the one is nothing without the other. And no one may force me to choose.




Imagination/Intimacy is our last sanctuary.



In youth, we live as if we were immortal. Knowledge of mortality dances around us like a brittle paper ribbon that barely touches our skin. When in life does that change? When does the ribbon tighten until finally it strangles us?

我一向对贵族+女性+革命+爱情+历史的电影着迷，这部里斯本的夜车就是如此。一位瑞士中年教师，因为一部文学作品而前往里斯本寻找作者生平，因而掀开了一位高富帅走向民主左翼并加入反对派支持革命的心路与生命历程，一生如画卷般展开与凋谢。

这部电影的画面，囊括了南欧灿烂的大海、阳光和里斯本蜿蜒的风光。而且音乐动人，明星云集，譬如兰普林扮演的年老的安德林娜，即使是本场龙套的Sarah Spale-Buhlmann，也是这么迷人优雅，还有当红的Mélanie Laurent。

当然，电影的主角还是越老越性感的杰瑞米·艾恩斯，这位生活非常boring的教师因为冲动而走进里斯本，追寻到别人故事的精彩，自己的旅程却。。。。

看这片时总是想起《风之影》，一样是因为一本书而追寻一个作者，探访几个故人，从而了解一段家国动荡背景下的往事。

角色之间也有相似。Amadeu似米盖尔般博学、冷静、正直；Estefania像努丽亚一样美丽并纠葛于一对挚友之间，只是她爱的是书写者胡利安，所以Amadeu更像他们的重合。而Amadeu的挚友三人中的另一者Jorge，却又像傅梅洛那样卑微的爱着佩内洛普，不过后来的傅梅洛则是Mendez。

不同于《风之影》中故事由一个充满好奇的男孩开启，该片中不顾一切的去回溯他人生活的却是一个白发皤然的语言学教授。这本书的作者到底有多大魅力，能让一个稳重的成年人抛去理性走向大陆的最南端？

还没看过书，不知书中的这些人物又是怎样一番情态，单就电影所演，这个故事实在太无聊。诚然Amadeu是出色的天之骄子，他厌恶虚伪，反抗专制，又有医者的圣人之心，近乎完美的他难怪令教授不堪审视自身。

但问题是所有关于他的一切都太容易就被揭开了，他应该更难以捉摸更神秘，才能衬托他的不凡。可是教授每天拿着一本旅行地图，一天拜访一个旧人，轻轻松松就还原了Amadeu的人生。

几乎所有故事都少不了爱情元素在后半段开始，情节之无趣更是令整个故事与Amadeu都黯然失色，不过它的结果却颇为亮眼。Estefania对Amadeu一见钟情，可是在他们终于越过雷池可以私奔的时候，她却醒悟，他不适合自己。

行为固然是彻头彻尾的碧池，爱上男友的朋友，到了人家终于背叛朋友选择和你远走高飞你却过河拆桥。但Estefania的理智值得钦佩，由此也可以看出她仅仅是因为外貌而迷恋Amadeu。她不曾了解过他，只想要肉体的靠近，等她明白了他的灵魂是自己所不能承受的重量时，她懂得及时抽身。

也许是最近中姐弟毒太深，我觉得真正爱Amadeu的是Adriana。她拒绝接受弟弟离去的事实，终身守在他们共同成长生活的房子中，在他最爱的房间喝着他最爱的茶，好像每一寸空气都还有他的存在。


PS：很喜欢开头在伯尔尼的那些场景氛围，来到里斯本南欧的阳光实在太明媚，连故事都显得轻泛了。

PPS：教授这个角色我不是很喜欢，深深觉得他高攀了铁叔。眼科医生倒是很惊喜，看《隐墙》时女主角从头到尾都是一副茫然若失的怨妇相，这里却特别光彩照人，一颦一笑都很迷人，和铁叔很般配嗷。
一直不觉得梅拉尼长得美，只是有些时候颇有灵气。个人觉得同为法国的女演员诺拉·阿娜泽德尔更适合Estefania。