十个小情妇

如果一天里真的有第25个小时，那么这多出来的一个小时所为何用？是深入内心的反思，还是痛定思痛的赎罪，是抛开现实的幻想，还是充满希望的期待？

影片开始时，Edward Norton饰演的主人公开着豪华轿车游曳在纽约的夜色中，一时兴起地救了一只在街边奄奄一息却依然能朝着靠近的陌生人嚎叫的狗，因为他感觉出了它求生的欲望。而影片结束时，坐在父亲老式吉普里的伤痕累累的他却只能无力的斜靠在座位上。他又何尝不想被拯救，从而赎回一份本应是平淡的生活。

如果你人生中的一个选择，让你必须面对7年的牢狱生涯，且一切都已无可挽回。那么，在你失去自由的最后一个24小时里，你会做些什么？在那亦真亦幻的第25个小时里，你又会做些什么？

Edward Norton饰演一个生活在纽约的毒贩，因为东窗事发而要入狱7年。本片要讲的就是他失去自由前的最后一天里发生的故事。清晨，哈德逊河边，镜头由远及近缓缓地切入河边长椅上我们的主人公和那只黑白斑点狗。一天的故事就从这里开始。一人一狗走过破旧衰败的街道，回到他曾经就读的中学，却得知自己在校队的篮球助攻记录已经作古，而那可能是他生命中唯一引以为豪的一点辉煌。还是一人一狗穿过华丽整洁的街道，回到家。门前的石阶上坐着苦苦等待的女友，那个多年以前坐在公园里的秋千上，让他一见钟情的女孩。事发前的甜蜜温情因为对女友告密的怀疑而化成今日的疏远冷漠，即便在搭档面前依然固执地为自己曾经的最爱辩解。他去和经营小餐馆的父亲吃最后一顿晚餐。二人的对话中透露了他的家庭背景和当初干起毒品生意的被迫无奈。本应被安慰的他故作坚强地安慰着不断自责的父亲，而洗手间里，崩溃的他却是那样的不堪重负。晚上和儿时的两个朋友在夜总会狂欢，享受这让他得到富贵同时让他失去自由的那份特权，却终于发现告密的人竟然是自己一直的搭档。再次回到家中，把狗托付给朋友，将心中的愧疚倾诉给女友，然后去了却最后一桩心事。又是清晨，又是河边，三人一狗的背影在镜头中由近而远。因为担心着未来铁栏内暗无天日的生活，他恳求继而激怒自己儿时的挚友在入狱前把自己揍得鼻青脸肿以破相。拱桥下一场打斗后，他在朋友撕心裂肺的哀号中踉跄的离去。

生活经常和人们开着这样那样的玩笑。很多时候，我们迫于现实，不得不作出一些不情愿的选择。也许当初你也曾挣扎，也许慢慢地你学会适应。但若干年后的一天，现实会不会猛然间让你坠到谷底，感觉就像跟你开了一个荒谬绝伦的玩笑。你突然发现，你并没有勇气承受昔日的选择带来的结果。于是你绝望，无助，你丧失了所有对你无比熟悉一切的耐心和希望，就像Edward Norton在洗手间里对着镜子那段经典的内心独白。绝望的他fuck了他生活中的每一个人，fuck了整个城市的一切。可是到最后，他发现其实是自己抛弃了自己。这让我不由得想起了那句话，“生活是铺天盖地的欲望，而我们是赤手空拳的孩子”。太多的诱惑无时无刻不在勾引着我们走向那虚幻的峰顶，走向那坠落的一刻。我们需要多少克制，多少责任，才能在钢筋水泥的丛林里，在社会编制的法则里全身而退。可能更多时候，是像jacob在夜总会的洗手间里吻完自己的学生后那样落荒而逃。

影片接近结尾时，Edward Norton坐在父亲的车上向监狱驶去，最后一次打量这个熟悉无比的街道，突然觉得自己曾诅咒过的每个人都是那么的亲切和蔼。看着他和旁边公车上的小孩互相在车窗上划出自己的名字，一丝温暖霎时流过我的心田。而结尾处父亲娓娓道来的生活，那个属于第25个小时的生活，都是浸在暖暖的色调里，和贯穿全片的冷色调形成鲜明的对比。那是一种多么平凡却又美好的生活，一种曾经唾手可得却和自己擦肩而过的生活。有那么一刻，我真的愿意相信这就是结局，但镜头一转，那张伤痕累累的脸将我们拉回残酷的现实。这种一天一地的巨大反差凸现了那份悔恨，一切就差那么一点就成为可能。也许，我们要记得的只是：在那第25个小时里，面对生命中的那许多个路口，选择自己能够承受的转弯，然后勇敢地向前。

影片讲述了一个黑帮小头目在入狱前最后时间，一边调查自己被出卖的事情真相，一边与亲友道别的故事。打动我的是影片披着暴力、糜乱外衣下的温情，这种温情有时表达方式很特别，甚至有点暴力，但却忍不住感动，尤其是最后十分钟关于如果还有第二十五个小时的想象—在一个陌生的小镇，重新开始新的生活，给孙子孙女们讲那些离奇的黑帮故事—瞬间飙泪。爱德华诺顿的演技一如既往的精彩，狠毒、张狂、温柔自由切换，完美诠释了一个本性善良的黑帮人物性格的矛盾和形象的多面.

[Monty standing in the men's bathroom, talking to himself in a mirror with a "FUCK YOU" written on it]
Monty Brogan: Well, fuck you, too. Fuck me, fuck you, fuck this whole city and everyone in it. Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job! Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35. Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from! Fuck the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gekko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for FUCKING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Worldcom! Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos. Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart! Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take five steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on! Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fuckin' Otisville, J! Fuck Osama Bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass! Fuck Jacob Elinsky, whining malcontent. Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass. Fuck Naturelle Riviera, I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back, sold me up the river, fucking bitch. Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar sipping on club sodas, selling whisky to firemen, cheering the Bronx bombers. Fuck this whole city and everyone in it. From the row-houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue, from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park slope to the split-levels in Staten Island. Let an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage, let it burn to fucking ash and then let the waters rise and submerge this whole rat-infested place.
[pause]
Monty Brogan: No. No, fuck you, Montgomery Brogan. You had it all, and you threw it away, you dumb fuck!

如果你是爱德华·诺顿的超级粉丝，那么你一定不能错过这部电影，因为这部电影中大部分镜头几乎是诺顿的特写，而诺顿的表演一如既往的精彩，本片几乎靠爱德华·诺顿一人的表演来撑起，看了这部电影后我才觉得诺顿确实无愧于“表演天才”这个称呼，他是整部电影的灵魂，这部电影不管换什么大牌明星来演恐怕都没有人能像诺顿一般像是真正有主人公蒙蒂的灵魂一样在出演这部电影，这电影类型算是一般的剧情片，没有跌转起伏的结构和高潮部分，大部分的时间都用来刻画人物的面部表情以及他们的心理活动，就剧情而言显得太过冗长而且拖沓，而我却跟着诺顿的表演一起沉浸在这130分钟里享受着他的表演，就像13分钟一样快。
感觉斯派克李把很多想要表达的东西塞到这部电影里，希望能借用这部电影表达出来，但是可能就是这些东西太多了夹杂在一起而导致每一样的失去了那么点变得没有什么特别突出的地方，所以让这部电影变得平稳甚至是平淡，不过依靠诺顿的演出和巴里佩珀和菲利普霍夫曼这两个神经质气息的演员，很好地和这部电影平稳的节奏融合。
影片一开始就采用黑色作为基调，包括后面的灯光色调都是暗色系为主，这点衬托了主人公蒙蒂入狱前的24的心情：忧郁、失落。开始这段对话诺顿和克雷斯在争论这条狗究竟是普通的狗还是pitbull或者是bullpit……这段谈话显得特别幽默，而诺顿的表演也散发出他那种像是天生的表演家的气质，轻车熟路，驾驭着这个角色。影片讲主人公蒙蒂入狱前的24个小时，之后他就要告别他的死党，女友，父亲开始长达7年的监狱生活，失去7年自由的最后24个小时将变得无比珍贵，他没有表现出太多沮丧，而是坦然面对现实，只是他最后24小时的所作所为将变得大不同，而蒙蒂此时内心肯定是既平静而又复杂的，他贩毒，将辛苦耕耘的人的钱不断纳入自己的钱包压榨他们，将面对自己的惩罚，他表现的心静如水。他将要入狱失去长达七年的自由，却不知是谁出卖了他而愤慨，甚至觉得全世界都对不起他。就是这些，这部电影最大看点，是主人公复杂的心理变化。他想逃避他应有的惩罚而却觉得他有这个责任，无尽地遐想自己在西部远离尘世的简单生活后却笔直地开进了监狱……另外非常值得一提的是主角的两名死党的表演同样非常出彩亦是影片不可分割的一部分，影片尾声的时候三人在公园大打出手，都却又不知为何如此而趴到地上痛哭流涕，这是非常的感人一幕。
看完电影在父亲最后几分钟的无尽想象的画面，和语气的煽动下，刹那间心里有一种难言的澎湃感。电影还有一个大亮点，就是主人公在厕所把new york city的每一种他讨厌的人，讨厌的事情，甚至每一个类型的建筑都从头到尾狠狠地fuck了一遍。过瘾~不过诺顿那随和的眼神和温柔的声音配着这段还稍微有点押韵台词听也实在是太有意思了~

(镜子)FUCK YOU!

Monty:
Yeah,fuck you,too.

Fuck me?Fuck you.

Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it.

"No,no,no,no,no."

Fuck the panhandlers grubbing for money(草那些要钱的叫花子)，

smiling at me behind my back(在他妈背后笑话我).

Fuck the squeegee men(草那些擦玻璃的)

dirtying up the clean windshield of my car.(弄脏我干净的挡风玻璃)

Get a fucking job.(找个他妈的工作吧)

Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis(草那些锡克教徒还有巴基斯坦人)

bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs,(开着破出租车在街上拉客)

curry steaming out their pores,stinking up my day.(抽咖喱味从他们的毛孔渗出来，足足能熏我一天)

Terrorists in fucking training.(想他妈的恐怖分子在训练)

Slow the fuck down!（）

...getting one of those operations(做个那样的手术)

that elongate your penis.(能延长你的。。)

Fuck the Chelsea Boys with their waxed chests and pumped-up biceps,(草那些有着大胸肌，二头肌鼓鼓的同性恋)

going down on each other in my parks and on my piers,(拉着手在我的公园和码头上走动)

jiggling their dicks on my Channel 35!(在35频道晃动他们的dicks)

Fuck the Korean grocers(草那些韩国卖杂货的)

with their pyranmids of overpriced fruit(把那些抬高价的水果摆成金字塔)

and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic.(还有那些郁金香和玫瑰绑在塑料袋里)

Ten years in the country,still no speakee English.

Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach.(草那些布莱顿海滩上的俄国人)

Mobster thugs(黑手党) sitting in cafes,sipping tea in little glasses

sugar cubes between their teeth,

wheelin'and dealin' and schemin'.(变卦，小心眼，算计人)

Go back where you fucking came from.

Fuck the black-hatted Hasidim(哈希点人)

strolling up and down 47th Street

in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff,(穿着布满头屑的大长袍)

selling South African apartheid diamonds.

"Come on. Your wife deserves this."

Fuck the Wall Street brokers.

Self-styled masters of the universe.

Michael Douglas-Gordon Gekko wannabe motherfuckers

figuring out new ways to rob hardworking people blind.

Send those Enron assholes to jail for fucking life.

You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit?

Give me a fucking break!

Worldcom.(夸张的想法)

Fuck the Puerto Ricans.

Twenty to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls.

Worst fucking parada(旅行) in the city.

And don't even get me started on the Dominicans,

'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good.

Who's this fuckin' guy?!Get the fuck outta here!

Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair,(草那些布鲁克林区涂着发油的意大利人)

their nylon warm-up suits,their St.Anthony medallions,(他们的尼龙厚衣服，带的圣安东尼大勋章)

swinging their Jason Giambi Louisville Slugger baseball bats(不可一世的挥舞着棒球棒叫嚣着)

trying to audition for "The Sopranos."(好像要重演电影“女高音”)

“Fuckin' crack your fuckin' head open!”(把你脑袋打开花)

Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves(草那些高级住宅区，带着高级围巾的老妈子们)

and their $50 Balducci artichoke.(还有他们50美元的洋？)

overfed faces getting pulled and lifted(把满脸的折子都拉平)

and stretched all taut and shiny.

You're not fooling anybody,sweetheart.

Fuck the Uptown brothers.

They never pass the ball,they don't want to play defense,

they take five steps on every layup to the hoop,

and then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man.

Slavery ended 137 years ago.

Move the fuck on.

Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus-violating plungers(草那些贪污的警察)

and their 41 shots,

standing behind a blue wall of silence.

You betray our trust!

Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants.

Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil.

And while you're at it, fuck J.C.

He got off easy--a day on the cross, a weekend in hell,

and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity.(可那些天使的赞歌却会永远不停)

Try seven years in fucking otisville,J.

Fuck osama bin Laden, Al Qaeda,(草你妈本拉登基地组织)

and backward-ass cave-dwelling(还有那些山洞里的反古人)

fundamentalist(正派主义) assholes everywhere.

on the names of innocent thousands murdered,

I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your 72 whores

roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell.(在地狱里用飞机汽油生堆火过完下辈子)

You towel-headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass.(你这个骑着骆驼带着白头巾的畜生过来亲我皇家爱尔兰屁股)

Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery ,my best friend,

judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass.

Fuck Naturelle Riviera.

I gave her my trust, and she stabbed me in the back.

Sold me up the river.Fucking bitch.

Fuck my father with his endless grief(悲叹),

standing behind that bar,sipping on club soda,

selling whiskey to firemen and cheering the Bronx Bombers.

Fuck this whole city and everyone in it,

from the row houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue,

from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho,

from the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park Slope

to the split-levels in Staten Island,

Let an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage,

Let it burn to fucking ash,and then let the waters rise

and submerge this whole rat-infested place.(最后让这个爬满蛀虫的地方沉入海底吧)

No.

No.Fuck you,Montgomery Brogan.

You had it all,

and you threw it away, you dumb fuck!

一开始还没意识到，frank家窗外的空地就是911的废墟。
他说：再撞一次我也不搬家。


2道冲天的蓝色光柱，那样巨大的幽灵。
到底想纪念什么呢？


有一天--也许人生彻底失控了--会油然而生荒诞的感觉。
一瞬间灵魂出窍，看自己的身体孤独机械的在世界上走走停停，就像看一部闷死人的电影。
没剧情也就罢了，连背景音乐都没有。


想起当年同桌的女生，如今居然去了华尔街，彻底两个世界。她当年数学还不如我吧。
第一个陪我看电影的女生呢--虽然只是出于好心，帮我实现个夙愿...

我的镜子上很干净，没有白色的单词。
自己也歇了吧。