版权归作者所有，任何形式转载请联系作者。作者：泰迦奥特曼（来自豆瓣）来源：https://www.douban.com/doubanapp/dispatch/review/12494944想写篇长论，奈何本人没文化。反正好看就对了。京剧猫加油加油加油加加油加油加油要加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油研究研究加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加加油加油加油加加油加油加油加油加油加加油加油加油要加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油研究研究加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加加油加油加油加加油加油，璀璨星空加油加油加油加加油加油加油要加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油研究研究加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加加油加油加油加加油加油加油加油加油加加油加油加油要加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油研究研究加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加油加加油加油加油加加油加油

（片中和片尾念到的Charles Bukowski诗作，觉得非常美。找出来分享。）

Either peace or happiness,let it enfold you

when I was a young manI felt these things weredumb, unsophisticated.I had bad blood, a twistedmind, a precariousupbringing.

I was hard as granite, Ileered at thesun.I trusted no man andespecially nowoman.

I was living a hell insmall rooms, I brokethings, smashed things,walked through glass,cursed.I challenged everything,was continually beingevicted, jailed, in andout of fights, in and outof my mind.women were somethingto screw and railat, I had no malefriends,

I changed jobs andcities, I hated holidays,babies, history,newspapers, museums,grandmothers,marriage, movies,spiders, garbagemen,english accents,spain,france,italy,walnuts andthe colororange.algebra angered me,opera sickened me,charlie chaplin was afakeand flowers were forpansies.

peace and happiness to mewere signs ofinferiority,tenants of the weakandaddledmind.

but as I went on withmy alley fights,my suicidal years,my passage throughany number ofwomen-it graduallybegan to occur tomethat I wasn't different

from theothers, I was the same,

they were all fulsomewith hatred,glossed over with pettygrievances,the men I fought inalleys had hearts of stone.everybody was nudging,inching, cheating forsome insignificantadvantage,the lie was theweapon and theplot wasempty,darkness was thedictator.

cautiously, I allowedmyself to feel goodat times.I found moments ofpeace in cheaproomsjust staring at theknobs of somedresseror listening to therain in thedark.the less I neededthe better Ifelt.

maybe the other life had worn medown.I no longer foundglamourin topping somebodyin conversation.or in mounting thebody of some poordrunken femalewhose life hadslipped away intosorrow.

I could never acceptlife as it was,i could never gobbledown all itspoisonsbut there were parts,tenuous magic partsopen for theasking.

I re formulatedI don't know when,date, time, allthatbut the changeoccurred.something in merelaxed, smoothedout.i no longer had toprove that I was aman,

I didn't have to proveanything.

I began to see things:coffee cups lined upbehind a counter in acafe.or a dog walking alonga sidewalk.or the way the mouseon my dresser topstopped therewith its body,its ears,its nose,it was fixed,a bit of lifecaught within itselfand its eyes lookedat meand they werebeautiful.then- it wasgone.

I began to feel good,I began to feel goodin the worst situationsand there were plentyof those.like say, the bossbehind his desk,he is going to haveto fire me.

I've missed too manydays.he is dressed in asuit, necktie, glasses,he says, 'I am goingto have to let you go'

'it's all right' I tellhim.

He must do what hemust do, he has awife, a house, children,expenses, most probablya girlfriend.

I am sorry for himhe is caught.

I walk onto the blazingsunshine.the whole day isminetemporarily,anyhow.

(the whole world is at thethroat of the world,everybody feels angry,short-changed, cheated,everybody is despondent,disillusioned)

I welcomed shots ofpeace, tattered shards ofhappiness.

I embraced that stufflike the hottest number,like high heels, breasts,singing,theworks.

(don't get me wrong,there is such a thing as cockeyed optimismthat overlooks allbasic problems just forthe sake ofitself-this is a shield and asickness.)

The knife got near mythroat again,I almost turned on thegasagainbut when the goodmoments arrivedagainI didn't fight them offlike an alleyadversary.I let them take me,I luxuriated in them,I made them welcomehome.I even looked intothe mirroronce having thoughtmyself to beugly,I now liked whatI saw, almosthandsome, yes,a bit ripped andragged,scares, lumps,odd turns,but all in all,not too bad,almost handsome,better at least thansome of those moviestar faceslike the cheeks ofa baby'sbutt.

and finally I discoveredreal feelings ofothers,unheralded,like lately,like this morning,as I was leaving,for the track,i saw my wife in bed,just theshape ofher head there(not forgettingcenturies of the livingand the dead andthe dying,the pyramids,Mozart deadbut his music stillthere in theroom, weeds growing,the earth turning,the tote board waiting forme)I saw the shape of mywife's head,she so still,I ached for her life,just being thereunder thecovers.

I kissed her in theforehead,got down the stairway,got outside,got into my marvelouscar,fixed the seatbelt,backed out thedrive.feeling warm tothe fingertips,down to myfoot on the gaspedal,I entered the worldoncemore,drove down thehillpast the housesfull and emptyofpeople,I saw the mailman,honked,he wavedbackat me.

这部剧是小时候看的 ，具体情节已经记不清了，但是我还记得这里边有李冰冰，董璇这些美女，李冰冰饰演风来仪，当时觉得她好漂亮（当然现在还是那么漂亮），就是很有风情的感觉，那个时候小，有仗剑江湖的梦想，就想成为这样的侠女，是我小时候的偶像啊。还有董璇，神医素问，真的是很温柔很厉害，女神医唉，好厉害的。不过好像古装剧的特点是这种大侠什么的都没有好下场。所以，这部剧的结局真的很悲伤，小时候看的时候不知道为他们掉了多少眼泪。但是这部剧绝对算得上经典。

目前第8集，三星水平，关哈线删了可以三星半这个五星是给一星的人打的。其实讨厌关哈线除了鸡肋造型也占了一大半原因，剧中有刘海长发飘飘的造型其实长的还是可以，但是之后的造型虽然符合人设但确实不讨喜。

特效比苍穹浩瀚好，和基地曼达洛基本一个水平线，关键是士官长盔甲还原绝对到位。

再谈回剧情，客观讲比较雷的也就后面莫名其妙滚了个床单，其他剧情基本及格顶多是快进水平不会到看不下去，反正虽然猜个八九不离十但到了第8集还是想看下去的。

选角士官长长得确实一般，但气质还算是符合，其他角色说什么ZZ正确的，我觉得形式上的ZZ正确比国内可以公然种族歧视强一点。还有科这个造型虽然不是很惊艳但是不至于到吐槽的程度把？

士官长摘头盔打一星，士官长露脸打一星，韩国人打一星，韩国人长得丑打一星，用多种族打一星，士官长有理由的情感会心理变化打一星，我不是在说这部剧多好，三星顶天了，但是就非得二极管是吧？你们和国内流量明星的脑残粉有什么区别 ？