"寂寞确实跟孤单不一样,孤单只表达身边没有别人.
但寂寞是一种,你无法将感觉跟别人沟通或分享的心理状态.
而真正寂寞应该是连自己都忘了喜欢一个人的感觉。"
什么是寂寞啊，寂寞就是所有人都会在你身边而对你而言他们却只是匆匆过客从未进驻过你的生命，就像开场时的后脑勺小柯，所有的人都在跳舞，你一个人静静坐在角落看着踟蹰着想要加入却生怕出错的尴尬，然后，学姐的手就这样伸到你的面前，邀舞，起身，僵硬的身体，错乱的舞步，紧张的心情，也就是这么一下子，似乎寂寞就这样随着学姐的出现跑得无影无踪了，然而，有些梦醒了，生活在继续，寂寞依旧如影随形。
在这个寂寞星球，人人寂寞，你可以和爱说冷笑话的朋友还有朋友的女朋友住在一起，一起刷牙，一起洗脸，一起上班，只是，欢乐是他们的，寂寞依旧是你的，二人世界那第三个人的存在总是显得那么突兀，于是你开始找房子，也算是奇遇，所谓的面朝大海到了心中有海眼前自然会有海的境界让所有人都哭笑不得，也算是缘分，就在你拿着GPS到处找方向的时候，一朵带刺的玫瑰就这样闯进你的世界，两个寂寞的人，就此相遇。
“你这小子有点意思”，叶梅桂说她通常称不认识的男生为小子；“大姐，我是来租房子的”，柯志宏说他通常称不认识的女生为大姐；露露这只专门咬名牌的狗狗，第一天就把柯志宏的GPRS咬坏，他竟然没有生气反而笑道露露可以帮忙鉴定水货；柯志宏上班第一天的任务就是搞清自己的办公桌和男厕所的位置，当他急忙跑进男厕所，如释重负的表情，老板诙谐的告诫纸条，让人忍俊不禁；叶梅桂问“吃过饭了吗”，柯志宏答“还没，忘了顺便买饭上来”，叶梅桂沉默不语，柯志宏以为她没听到，于是又问，叶梅桂说“听到了，那什么，还不赶快去吃”，柯志宏说，“那你还问，这不是耍我呢么”；BOSS批评柯志宏的蓝格子衬衫太花哨不符合身份，蓝和彦问“你知道老板为什么和你格格不入”么，柯志宏说不知道，蓝和彦说，“因为你穿的是兰格子衬衫，格格‘blue’嘛”。诸如此类的幽默，忽然就把影院沉闷的气氛弄得支离破碎，大家笑声不断。
只是，寂寞依旧是寂寞，一个人下班回家的路上也不会有人拉着手和你吵吵闹闹，一个人回家在电梯门口看到电梯已坏之类的纸条也不会有人告诉你其实电梯并没坏，于是你还是要气喘吁吁拖着疲惫的身子爬上7楼，一个人吃面，躲在一个角落吃得稀里哗啦也没有人会问你好不好吃。同一屋檐下的寂寞和孤单，两个人的世界有时候是如此的相像，于是寂寞也会擦出火花，玫瑰亲手熬的姜汤，亲手煮的一碗面，玫瑰的一个打在客厅与卧室的电话，玫瑰的一个小时等待，玫瑰细心的清创，爱情就是这样突如其来，即使是寂寞，亦无法阻挡。
最喜欢叶梅桂和柯志宏的电话，叶梅桂不确定地问道，“你……会担心我吗？”小柯温柔笑道，“对啊，你……会担心我吗？”叶梅桂笑，“谁会担心你啊？……你干嘛不说话啊？”“我……不知道该说什么”叶梅桂试探着引导他，“你……可以说说我呀”“说你？”“说……说你为什么担心我？”小柯闭上眼，嘴角的笑容始终没有褪去，“你说，真正的担心，还需要理由么？”叶梅桂像个闯祸的孩子解释着，“我也是因为担心你，所以才会去等你”“……”，小柯低头微笑，将手机放在唇边轻轻一吻，那一低头的温柔，真是恰似一朵水莲不胜凉风的娇羞。恰到好处的停电，一句“反正电话是你打的，我接听免费”，小狗露露的撒娇，两个人寂寞的心突然就在这一刻近了咫尺，相视而笑，原来爱情，也可以如此简单。
两朵夜玫瑰，学姐和叶梅桂，其实你早已分不清楚寂寞和孤单究竟有什么区别，遇到叶梅桂之前，你一直都是寂寞的，寂寞地暗恋着学姐，寂寞地看着好友幸福，寂寞地上下班，寂寞地做着梦，梦里的玫瑰花瓣寂寞而优柔，然后你们相遇，同样寂寞的孩子互相拥抱着取暖，感受着彼此身上的温暖，可明明感受到了身边的幸福，你却依然忘不掉记忆里初绽的夜玫瑰，于是当花店老板问你选哪朵夜玫瑰时，你迷茫了。
如果没有后来与学姐的再次相遇，也许小柯，还无法那么快理清自己的幸福吧，学姐只是一个温暖而美好的存在，只是那个微笑着走到他的面前揭开面具伸手邀舞的女孩，只是一抹年少时的迷恋与执着，而叶梅桂才是最真实的存在，那朵带刺的玫瑰会为淋雨回来的他煮姜汤，会在春寒料峭的街头等他归来，会为撞伤脚的他涂药水，会让他半夜奔出房门买回蛋糕，陪她在生日的最后30秒吹熄庆生的蜡烛。
于是，你会满头大汗地奔向等待你的那朵玫瑰，对她大声说出“我，喜欢夜玫瑰”，于是，两个寂寞的人不再寂寞，孤单的人不再孤单，于是，你发现，爱情原来真的可以这么单纯，就是有一个人对你的担心和牵挂，就是有一个人可以陪着你吃面，就是有一个人愿意陪着你一起寻找未来的方向，就是有一个人可以驱走你心底的寂寞……
幸福不过就是一个转身的距离，不需要跨越千山万水生生死死的沟壑。幸福就是有人默默记得你们之间每一件事情然后大而化之地概括成谢谢你对不起，就是有人悲愤地以巡视都江堰的气势来为你修理马桶，就是有人会紧张你以至声音发抖得像风吹过狗狗刚剃完毛的身体，就是有人会在半夜跑出去为你买一个生日蛋糕，赶在十二点之前，一定要让你拥有一个美好的心愿……小屋里兜兜转转的爱情，淡淡的，浅浅的，但因着无法闪躲的鲜活热络的气息，三分的悲喜也有了十分的甜蜜。

今天看的一部电影《超大号美人》，但我更喜欢它的英文名字， I feel pretty，用原名更容易理解些。 女主因为自己的外形而对自己很没有信心，因为一次意外，使她产生了幻觉，她自己感觉自己的外形变得非常的漂亮，迷人，从而对自己产生了强烈的自信心。虽然实际上她的外形并没有...  (展开)

压成先动 雅称西安东 鸦城仙冬……
熊猫、是你干的吗！
还是大佬？囧……

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       关于《007：幽灵党》的吐槽真是不绝于耳，相对于之前火爆的特工片《王牌特工》和《碟中谍5：神秘国度》，被前后夹击的这部老牌特工系列，的确面临巨大的压力和挑战。所以，重重期待和权衡之后诞生的幽灵党，拍成了“一部蠢得厉害但又令人愉快的片子”！
       
       坦白说，身为女性观众，对片中的那些暴力、动作和枪战场景不太敏感，观影之后，我只能搜罗出以下几点值得推荐的理由，希望没有浪费电影票。

      1．导演：导演萨姆?门德斯，执导的首部故事片《美国丽人》就赢得了最佳影片和最佳导演在内的五项奥斯卡奖，《革命之路》也是他的代表作。以拍文艺片而著称的他，第一次执导《007》这样的动作电影，必定会注入其本人的印记，区别以往的007电影。所以，我们在这部007里看到了一些向经典致敬的镜头，还有主角和反派之间看似多余的对白，恐怕都源于导演的自我演绎。不幸的是，许多观众看不懂这些设计，反而觉得累赘。

       2．邦女郎：邦女郎的花瓶地位依然存在，只不过，这次换成了年纪最大的邦女郎——莫妮卡?贝鲁奇和法国小美女蕾雅?赛杜的组合。贝鲁奇不用说，片中她的片段像极了《西西里的传说》，也可以说是导演又一怀旧的举动；而近来人气飙升的蕾雅，原谅我一时没认出来她就是《碟中谍4》里那个背杀手包的俄罗斯杀手，这一次她背的chloe单肩包依然抢镜，可能依然会卖断货。另外，她是少有的敢对007说分手的女郎之一，独立的女性意味更加明显。

       3．M：继上一集007的上司M小姐死后，这一次新上司的出现是当然的。看到M先生的脸，你一定会觉得似曾相识，没错，他就是大名鼎鼎的伏地魔呀！演员拉尔夫?费因斯曾出演《辛德勒的名单》、《英国病人》、《生死朗读》等大片，他演的反派居然有一种迷人的特质。不过，这次他不是演反派，看不到他那杀手锏的“摄魂眼神”…

       4．邦德：从最初被诟病不够帅气，到现在被公认为“最有血有肉”的邦德，丹尼尔?克雷格的007形象已深入人心。我从一开始就认可丹尼尔，只因为他更接近心目中身为人的特工，而不是被神话包装的超人。不知为何，丹尼尔的脸，总会让我想起普京，那个独具魅力的克格勃出生的总统。
       顺便花痴一下，当一身骷髅装扮的邦德出现在亡灵节游行队伍时，那摇曳的腰身真让人想入非非。

       5．反派：饰演大反派奥博豪斯的克里斯托弗?沃尔茨，尽管剧本给他的人设如此离谱（因为父亲教孤儿邦德滑了两年雪，所以要杀了他？编剧你在开什么玩笑！），这位奥斯卡得奖演员还是努力证明了他的能力，把白痴的台词说得头头是道，佩服！据说另一位“反派影帝”加里?奥德曼也曾考虑出演，试想下也是期待的。

       总之，尽管这部007有太多的槽点，也不是一无是处，只因为它是007，瘦死的骆驼比马大，你懂的！

《太平轮?彼岸》（以下简称《彼岸》）是一部可以独立成片的作品，即使没有看过《太平轮（上）》，也一样可以明白剧情。徐克操刀剪辑的版本纳入了半小时的前情，人物的命运有条不紊地展现在观众面前，足见创作方为了《彼岸》是花了心思的。事实上，如果没有上集，直接发行《彼岸》的话，或许会更符合市场的期待。

吴宇森的电影，很多元素是可以预期的。兄弟情、男女爱、乱世情仇，当然，还有枪火和白鸽。喜欢的观众自然可以重温旧梦。《太平轮》的战争场面和《风语者》一样，是放大版的街头枪战，这次吴宇森挑战的，是海难场面。

据说吴宇森本来的打算，是借李安《少年派的奇幻漂流》中的水池来拍海难戏，后来由于档期拖延，所以自己搭了半个足球场大的水池和1:1比例的轮船模型。从影片的效果来看，道具和布景的逼真已经可以媲美好莱坞电影，电脑特技也相当不错，可说是国产电影的技术标杆。据吴宇森说，拍《太平轮》的初衷之一就是提高国内的电影制作水准，单从这一点来看，他确实做到了。

平心而论，《太平轮》的制作水准，从摄影、美术、道具、音乐等各部门看来都是国内最高的。真正懂得欣赏电影的人，自然能从中体会到电影之美。相比之下，各种热门的“IP电影”或许不缺话题，可是在制作水准上，绝对无法与之相提并论。

在我看来，《太平轮》的失策之一，是没有把“太平轮”放在中心位置。比照《泰坦尼克》，华语导演普遍缺乏空间感，轮船的结构，失事的原因和过程等等本该浓墨重彩表现的内容，统统让位给了人物的悲欢离合。作为灾难片，少了些冲击力。其实与太平轮失事相关的，还有更多令人动容的故事，例如肇事的船长，自觉难辞其咎，从油桶上投海自杀了。

让人感慨的是，不知是上了年纪还是去好莱坞闯荡了一番的缘故，吴宇森的观念比以前更趋保守，更重视家庭的价值。满银幕的山盟海誓，郎情妾意。如果说以前作品是七分正气三分邪气，七分热血三分轻狂，那么这部新作的风格则是十足的正气凛然。《太平轮》浓墨重彩地刻画了各种小人物的友情和爱情，而且手法非常传统。倒回10年，也许观众还会对这类荡气回肠的爱情史诗情有独钟，放到这个青春偶像和快餐文化当道的“小时代”，则不知能得到多少共鸣。这不是电影的错，是市场的问题。

事实上，我倒觉得老导演其实没必要一直紧跟市场，在这个急速变化的时代里，昨天被敬为“艺术家”的老电影人们，保不齐明天就能让你大跌眼镜。要么倒进主旋律的怀抱里大唱赞歌，要么放下身段迎合新一代，美其名曰“和你在一起”，票房有了，人品倒了，让人齿冷。潮流会变，但有些基本价值不会变，只是需要新的元素和手法来表现罢了。吴宇森的趣味或许略显老套，但至少不惹人讨厌，也没让粉丝们大跌眼镜。能“正常”地老去，总算是一种尊严。

其实长远来看，《太平轮》真正有意义的地方是在题材的敏感性上。在表现家国情怀和民族创痛还受到限制的电影环境里，上集对国民党将领雷义方的表现，已经是让人耳目一新的突破。选择爱情来切入这场海难，或许也是不得已的安全之道罢。吴宇森心心念念的《阿拉伯的劳伦斯》式的史诗电影，在缺乏历史和民族反思的电影环境里，恐怕依旧还是个遥不可及的梦想。但愿，《太平轮》的出现能让我们离这个梦想更近一点。

点开，好似很早前的片子，邵氏影业还是从右往左念。黑白的新娘，让鲜血和暴力变得不那么刺眼。缓缓唱来的歌真好听，悠悠的忧伤。复仇不用枪，所以这是正宗的动作片。俩女人也是母亲，你死我活忽然变成朋友，这么伪装，结局如果惨烈要如何继续。她们的谈判，让人想起我国的武侠世界----找个地方决斗，喂，这是……哎呦，吓人一跳的响！反正是死，前面话那么多是怎样？现代武侠剧，现代捕快呢死哪儿去了？
想知道那么多墨镜是拿来炫富的吗？
哇，西部牛仔片啊！
四年后还穿同款鞋，是有多爱。。。。
明明是杀人，还用这么欢快的口哨，导演变态。
看他们凌虐，却又说不搞暗搓搓的杀人，真是奇怪的画风。
高清蚊子吸血，有暗喻吗。
我猜这是个组织。
存粹找虐的片，暴力的，没看的还是别看了
还有动画乱入，这是什么鬼啊！！
这是部很血腥的片，再次警告，没抵抗力或者少儿勿入！杀人是用欢快的曲风绝对会混淆人生观。
醉生梦死，歪七扭八的书法，就像这大杂烩一样的杀死比尔。
日本武士刀，除害？呵呵
厉害的是刀，不是人，这是部卖刀片吧，还有那可笑的乱入广s
群殴，假模假样的黑白化，掩盖不了屠戮
杀死一条蛇这么阵仗杀死比尔要这么拍
胖胖的飞机在血红中摇摆，我赶脚，那是玩具飞机，你看呢？
什么意思？就这么玩了？女儿？拍完啊，比尔都还没死，弄什么玄虚。。
所以，这是部超级血腥的广告片----卖刀。

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这篇影评可能有剧透 平庸的续作。打分全在技术和开头那一小节上。 出来之后看到评分颇高，又陷入“我这次是不是又偏离大众口味”的迷惑里。 本片一直让我有强烈的违和感，下来之后想了想这种奇怪的感触由何而来，到吃饭时突然明白了： 来自于制作方做的其实是一个美国社区故事。 一对典型的美国中...  (展开)

《洛基》大结局解析 YO，《洛基》第一季第6集大结局终于揭开了它神秘的面纱，反派也终于揭开谜底，然后忙着招呼两位洛基坐呀，之后再进行了长时间密集的唠嗑。 《洛基》大结局，填坑不少，但果然填完后塌了，塌成了一个漫威第四阶段的巨坑，可以这么说，这第六集就是漫威第四阶...  (展开)

这个其实是一个法律问题，如果一个话剧演的不好，观众可以愤然离场或者下观众席上面起哄，给演员带来不安感。但是如果电影不好（从制作到演技等等）我们在院线里面到观众该如何做出反应
本来在看完《智取危虎山》之后就决定在也不去电影院里看国产电影了，但是今天被女朋友生生拽紧电影院里面看了《太平轮下》，进入电影院就给自己吃宽心丸，就当丢了30块钱吧。
下面说说正题
整部影片的制作质量可以说还ok，从服装道具 拍摄手法 镜头语言都可以勉强值10块钱。
但是电影里面都特效部分实在是太糊弄人了吧，应该是我看过的最差撞船场面（也许我孤陋寡闻），拍的还不如《法治进行时》里面的用交通摄像头拍的交通事故好看真实呢！
而且这个糟糕的镜头居然叫我们观众足足等了80min，这里只能说哎。。。
故事情节：分为3条主线相互交织，其中最为重要的是明哥和那个韩国女的爱情故事，但是导演估计是根据上部观众反响在下部中明显的大量删除了明哥的戏份。在我看来还是不够狠，我在电影院里跟女朋友讲，我听见明哥的声音我的烦。那个女的看到最后我也看的有点烦。
其次是金城武的观世音菩萨转世的形象，人物塑造还是OK，体现出来一个医生该有的东西，但是总是感觉什么地方怪怪的，最后看出来了，金城武有些苍老了，脸上的皮有点下垂，但是他的那个日本女友还是很美丽的。
最后是佟大为和章子怡的故事，章子怡演的中规中矩，佟大为的东北话还是增添了很多喜感，别动我媳妇（注意媳字要用三声），个人感觉还是这一对的故事最为吸引人的。
影片中亮点：
大量高质量的配角的出现给整个影片提高了观赏度，秦海璐，俞飞鸿（本人比较喜欢）尤勇，林保怡，丛珊等等很多叫不上名字的优秀演员，为这部电影增色不少。
拿明星骗钱的时代快要过去了，我在影院里仔细数了一下看电影的人一共45个（常营天街卢米埃影城1810这场）在观看过程中共有18个人几乎全程玩手机，在我前面的那个人一直在玩削削乐，我真是服了（我也服了我自己，看着看着电影能去数在场观众）

总结：整部电影不合理的表演和细节太多了，配角出演很棒，但是如果《太平轮》拍成一个电视剧（剔掉明哥这个演员）应该会更好，电影就算了吧。
ps：明哥少抽点烟对身体好，如果戒不了，咱们也别老侧面抽烟好吗！

这篇影评可能有剧透 有两部叫做《房间》的电影，而且两部都是极品，2015年的《房间》是好到极点，2003年的《房间》是烂到极点。 后者制作成本超过600万美元，上映的首个周末票房只有1800美元。 台词像小学生写的，表演更是灾难级的，整部电影就像一部官方鬼畜。 最奇葩的是，它还发明了“鬼畜床戏...  (展开)

根据David Grann的Lost City of Z 改编的传记片，叙事上四平八稳没有太多新意也没有明显败笔，基本是一条直线剧情从始至终的顺叙下来。故事本身非常有张力，但鉴于时间跨度太长，电影中夹杂的东西有点多，探险，梦想，平权，夫妻，父子，反战都有涉及，而一些更核心的东西却并没有解释清楚, 显得故事在一些地方拖沓，一些地方有没交代好。不过总体来说，对历史还原得很到位，讲了一个立意不错的好故事。

全片的核心在于探险和对梦想执着，Fawcett 中年时被派往南美进行地图测绘，深深地迷上了那里，在一次探险中无意发现了一些古代陶器，再加上一些其他证据，坚信雨林中印加古文明的存在，从此终生为此奋斗。身在索姆河的硝烟和毒气中，在不列颠岛的海边，心在雨林的古城中；灵魂不一定永远禁锢在躯壳里，也有可能跟着梦想在飞。很喜欢电影的最后一幕，走下阴森伦敦老宅的楼梯，门外不是煤气灯和马车，而是那片雨林

也不出意料地政治正确地点到了平权话题。在20世纪初期，南美的印第安土著已经被枪炮和传染病杀得不剩多少了，而剩下的大多隐居在雨林中，或者沦为种植园和矿洞里的奴隶。历史现实中的Fawcett就是出名地对当地土著抱有善意，而这也体现在了电影之中。电影中数次受到围攻，却始终一枪不发；努力与当地土著成为朋友，获得他们的帮助，并为土著在雨林荒漠中取得的成就而惊叹。不过稍微有些讽刺的是，现实中最广泛的猜测就是Fawcett父子最终死在印第安部落的手上，电影中虽然没有表现出来，但我想在那漫山的火把中，不大可能是请他俩吃个饭就放了。

回到剧情上的不足，其中有两个非常重要的剧情节点都是有点硬伤的。第一个节点是Fawcett刚到南美，我看到了在雨林中的挣扎，对家人的思念，对印第安人的同情，但没有看到他为什么产生了这个执念，让他如此执着地去发现Z城；虽然回到皇家地理学会以后充满激情地大吼了一番，但那也是一个抽象的伟光正的对人类的观点，他自己想要什么，这个目标对他个人来说意味着什么？如果真的只是听神婆的话追随神和命运的指引，人物魅力起码打五折。

第二个节点是Fawcett和儿子Jack的和解，这个节点是他们开始最后一次冒险最大的催化剂，也是对后半段剧情最重要的节点。在前面的铺垫中，我看到了Jack问Are you my dad?，我看到了Jack维护母亲，看到了Jack痛骂他爹是卢瑟，还挨了一记耳光；但是在真正和解的节点，转折有点太快了吧。我能理解你对自己梦想的追求，但这不代表我可以原谅你抛弃了你对我的责任，让我的童年中没有父亲的存在。而后面，Jack反而反客为主地拉着他爹去圆梦了，转变实在太快，和前面几十年铺垫的矛盾点是不连贯的。

之前看演员表的时候看到有暮光男，还很好奇他在里面演什么，看的时候也没特别留意，没有什么深刻印象，看完以后才发现是探险团队里面的一个大胡子大叔。

最后，画面和配色复古且很有质感

2016.03.24 London

 
我承认我手贱，好端端的看什么翡翠贺岁片，我的沈佳宜没了，彻底恶心了。

当喜剧发展到为搞笑而搞笑，

当喜剧发展到为恶搞而恶搞,

那我还有什么话可说呢，真怀念周星驰电影时代。

  美人鱼最后放弃了王子，变成了泡沫，所有童话里我最纠结又最喜欢的结局。
  我们不喜欢悲剧，不喜欢看见有情人被命运捉弄。
  所以我们重新安排剧情，人鱼变成了一个岸上水中都可以自由活动的可人儿，而且还阴差阳错的进入了王子所在的学校。
 整个电影的感觉非常像美国的那个版本的美人鱼，不过港人也拍出了常见的校园片的感觉。
 印象最深的是那个时候的钟丽缇非常的艳丽，但却有一股淳淳的感觉扑面而来；郑还是有点傻傻呆呆的，我说的是伊健，不是肥猫。还有金大帅哥，彼时还是上窜下跳的皮猴子，一派的青春本色。
 电影的情节合不合理已经不重要了，至少十年过后再看，当钟和郑在游泳池里面，轻盈起舞，此刻所有的浪漫和温柔全部展现出来了，屏幕外回响着王菲天籁般的歌曲《天使》。梦幻般的感觉达到了顶点。
 作为一部造梦的电影，这100分钟我们没有太多失望
  

The Lost City of Z is a very long way from a true story — and I should know
A new Hollywood film hypes Percy Fawcett as a great explorer. In fact, he was a racist incompetent who achieved very little

The new film The Lost City of Z is being advertised as based on the true story of one of Britain’s greatest explorers. It is about Lt-Col Percy Fawcett. Greatest explorer? Fawcett? He was a surveyor who never discovered anything, a nutter, a racist, and so incompetent that the only expedition he organised was a five-week disaster. Calling him one of our greatest explorers is like calling Eddie the Eagle one of our greatest sportsmen. It is an insult to the huge roster of true explorers. Had the advertisement been about a soap powder, it would fall foul of the Trade Descriptions Act.

Percy Fawcett joined the army immediately after school, with a commission in the artillery in 1886. The next 20 years involved garrison duty in Ceylon and postings in Malta and England. The only significant events were getting married and becoming a devotee (like many others) of the charlatan psychic Madame Blavatsky. Fawcett’s game-changer came in 1906, when he was 40. The army let him take the Royal Geographical Society’s course on frontier surveying. Far away in South America, Bolivia had just sold its rubber-rich province of Acre to Brazil, so it needed its new north-western boundary mapped. The Bolivians approached the RGS for a mature surveyor to do this. The society’s secretary asked the newly qualified Fawcett whether he wanted to go; he accepted, reported for duty in La Paz and was at work on the new Amazonian frontier by the end of the year. This survey was the best thing Fawcett did. But he described it as boring, because the new frontier was all along rivers. This was the height of the great Amazon rubber boom, so he and his team cruised from one comfortable rubber barraca to the next, taking their regular measurements.

Fawcett’s only publications were a series of papers in the Geographical Journal about his mapping work. But he kept a journal, and in 1953 his son Brian edited this and other papers into a book called Exploration Fawcett. He emerges from it as a typical Edwardian colonial officer — friendly with South Americans but looking down on them, appalled by the cruelty at some rubber stations, full of gossip about life on this remote but boom-rich backwater, and uninterested in nature apart from banalities about dangerous snakes and irritating insects.

In 1908, the Bolivians asked Fawcett to survey another of their frontiers with Brazil: a small river called Verde, far away at the north-eastern corner of the large landlocked country. The preparations were appalling. Fawcett took minimal supplies, since he was accustomed to being fed by rubber stations. This was the end of the dry season with the river at its lowest. So they soon had to abandon their boat and continue on foot. After only a week, all food was exhausted and they were really starving. Fawcett casually remarked that five out of his six peons died from the effects of this five-week disaster. This was the only expedition he led into unexplored territory.

The Bolivians invited Fawcett back in 1910, this time to map part of their boundary with Peru. It involved paddling up a frontier river called Heath and two meetings with indigenous peoples on the banks. The first group fired arrows and guns over their heads. But Fawcett waded ashore with presents and shouting a few words of ‘Chuncho’ (the Peruvian word for all forest peoples) that he had memorised but did not understand. That was the only time that Fawcett attempted any language other than Spanish. Further up the Heath river, Fawcett met a tribe he called Ecocha (now Ese Eja) whom he really liked. They were ‘embarrassingly hospitable’ with their food, so Fawcett spent a few days with them and recorded something of their ethnography. He returned for a second visit in 1911.

After a final survey for the Bolivian government in 1913, of the upper Beni river in the Andes, Fawcett went sightseeing in central Bolivia. He and two companions were paddled down the big Guaporé river. They stopped at Mequens on its Brazilian bank to visit the Swedish anthropologist Baron Erland Nordenski?ld and his attractive wife, who provided guides to take them on a walk inland to visit a people they called Maxubi (now Makurap). The Maxubi were friendly and hospitable, but continuing on a forest trail Fawcett met another tribe (probably Sakurabiat) to whom he took a violent dislike. When one aimed a drawn bow at him, Fawcett shot the man with a Mauser revolver — absolutely forbidden by Brazil’s Indian Service. He described them as he imagined Neanderthals or Piltdown Man to have looked: ‘large hairy men, with exceptionally long arms, and foreheads sloping back from pronounced eye ridges… villainous savages, hideous ape men with pig-like eyes.’ No Amazonian Indian has body hair or looks remotely like this — I know, because I have spent time with over 40 different peoples. These two groups, and the two on the Heath, were the only tribal people seen by Fawcett. He liked two of them. So it was strange that he wrote racist gibberish that ‘there are three kinds of Indians. The first are docile and miserable people, easily tamed; the second, dangerous, repulsive cannibals very rarely seen; the third, a robust and fair people, who must have a civilised origin.’

When Fawcett was in the cattle country of central Bolivia in September 1914, news came of the outbreak of war. So he hurried home and by January 1915 was back in the artillery. In his late forties, he was too old for frontline service; but he fought a good war, ending as Lieutenant-Colonel.

In one of his pre-war lectures to the RGS, Fawcett had spoken of possible ancient ruins in the Amazon forests. He was now told about a scrap of paper dated 1743 in which bandeirantes imagined that they had seen a deserted city in the jungles. (The bandeirantes were slavers who scoured the interior of Brazil for Indians to capture. Although most of these thugs were illiterate, others did write reports about their travels — none of which said a word about seeing ruins.) Fawcett gave this imaginary ‘lost city’ the codename Z, and finding it became an obsession.

The easiest forest tribes to visit in Brazil were on the headwaters of one of the Amazon’s southern tributaries, the Xingu. A German anthropologist had contacted a dozen amiable peoples there in 1884; and since then they had been visited by seven groups of anthropologists or Indian Service officials. All had walked in by the same trail. So in 1920 Fawcett tried to follow this route — even though it was nowhere near where the chimera city might have been. His plans went wrong, so he got no further than a ranch halfway along the trail. In 1921 he searched for the mythical city down on the Atlantic coast, by train inland from Salvador da Bahia; but, hardly surprisingly, the miners there knew nothing.

In 1925, by now penniless but desperate, Fawcett tried again to reach the upper Xingu tribes. He now took two inexperienced ex-public schoolboys, his son Jack and Jack’s friend Raleigh Rimmel. The old surveyor made two suicidal pronouncements. One was that the trio should travel light, with nothing more than small packs. Everyone in Amazonia knew that you could not cut trails and keep your team fed with fewer than eight men. (I can confirm this, having done months of such cutting and carrying.) But Fawcett sent their pack animals and porters back, and continued with only his two novices. His other dictum was that Indians would look after them. This was equally dangerous. The Xingu tribes pride themselves on generosity; but they expect visitors to reciprocate. All expeditions in the past four decades had brought plenty of presents such as machetes, knives and beads. Fawcett had none. He committed other blunders that antagonised their hosts. So it was only a matter of days before they were all dead.

Twenty years later, Chief Comatsi of the Kalapalo tribe gave a very detailed account of Fawcett’s visit, reminding his assembled people of exactly how they had killed the unwelcome strangers. But the German anthropologist Max Schmidt, who was there in 1926, thought that they had plunged into the forests, got lost and starved to death; this was also the view of a missionary couple called Young who were on another Xingu headwater. The Brazilian Indian Service regretted that Fawcett, who was obsessively secretive, had not asked for their help in dealing with the Indians. They felt he was killed because of the harshness and lack of tact that all recognised in him.

Such was the sad tale of this incompetent, whose only skill was in surveying. But the disappearance of an English colonel while searching for a mythical ancient city in tropical rain forests was a media sensation. Two expeditions went to try to learn more. There was revived interest in the 1950s with the publication of Exploration Fawcett and the Kalapalo chief’s account of how they killed the Englishmen. Then it was forgotten until 2009 when David Grann, a talented writer, published The Lost City of Z. Unfortunately, Grann hyped the story out of all proportion and wrongly depicted Fawcett as a great explorer.

As he cheerfully admitted, Grann had no experience of rainforests. But he let his imagination run riot, with pages about ferocious piranhas, huge anacondas, electric eels (actually a fish that has never killed a man), frogs ‘with enough toxins to kill 100 people’, ‘predator’ pig-like peccary, ‘sauba ants that could reduce the men’s clothes to threads in a single night, ticks that attached like leeches (another scourge) and the red hairy chiggers that consumed human tissue. The cyanide-squirting millipedes. The parasitic worms that caused blindness…’ and so on. Everyone who know tropical forests, including me, knows that almost every word of this is nonsense.

Fawcett himself gave a simple account of his four surveying journeys for the Bolivian government. But for Grann, ‘in expedition after expedition… he explored thousands of square miles of the Amazon and helped redraw the map of South America’. Fawcett admitted that he was ‘a greenhorn in the jungle’ and knew nothing about nature. But Grann wrote that he moved ‘inch by inch through the jungle, tracing rivers and mountains, cataloguing exotic species… [until] he had explored as much of the region as anyone’.

For Grann, Fawcett was competing against other explorers ‘who were racing into the interior of South America’. The only study that Fawcett made after leaving school in 1886 was his RGS surveying course. He never mentioned any library research. But for Grann he was ‘almost unique’ in viewing 16th- and 17th-century chronicles ignored by other scholars; he re–evaluated El Dorado chronicles and consulted ‘archival records’ and ‘tribesmen’ in ‘piecing together his theory of Z’. Not a word of this was true, either.

Grann wrote that, as an author, he would have been lost without my three-volume, 2,100-page history of Brazilian Indians and five centuries of exploration. He quotes quite often from my books. So he had no excuse for describing Fawcett’s brief visits to three indigenous villages as the ‘discovery of so many previously unknown Indians’, from whom ‘he learned to speak myriad indigenous languages’, and adopted ‘herbal medicines and native methods of hunting [so that he] was better able to survive off the land’. Equally absurd was his rubbish about cannibalistic tribes, blow guns with poisoned darts, or Kuikuro menacing him with ‘gleaming spears flickering’ from the undergrowth (they never used spears, or had metal even, before their contact 130 years ago).

When the colonel vanished, Grann writes that ‘scores’ of explorers tried to find him, and that ‘one recent estimate put the death toll from these expeditions as high as 100.’ Actually, only one search expedition reached the Xingu, led by George Dyott in 1928. (It found that the three Englishmen had been killed by Indians.) The only other expedition was in 1932, but it got only as far as the Araguaia river far to the east. The death toll from these two attempts was zero. In 1935 a ridiculous actor called Albert de Winton went by himself to the Xingu and was killed by Indians who wanted his gun. So if we count him, the death toll is one — well short of Grann’s 100.

These and a great many other passages are artistic licence and hype of an absurd order. Hollywood believed everything Grann wrote, and then hyped it up more. People wishing to learn about the maverick colonel should consult his own fairly modest memoir — not the recent fantasy book and film about him. But I could recommend scores of writings by real explorers.

John Hemming is a Canadian explorer; the three volumes of his history of Brazilian Indians are Red Gold (1978), Amazon Frontier (1985) and Die If You Must (2004)

剧情紧凑性还行，每一集都有一个案子，最后这些案子有关联性，是珈蓝国师一手操作。但是剧情的反转差异在最后才显现，如果 萨摩这个角色剧中在复国战争和安稳生活的思想上可以在做些文章就更好了，当然还的靠演员的的演技来呈现，在剧中的感情戏少一些，在仵作双叶身上体现过，但可以说几乎没有。再加入一点感情戏也未尝不可！！！（纯属个人观点）

这篇剧评可能有剧透 BBC的绝世姬剧《杀死伊芙》最终季已经完结。 无数观众在这大结局中被虐的死去活来，黯然销魂，甚至还有观众拒绝承认和接受这个结局。 隔壁HBO+BBC出品的姬剧《绅士杰克》，第二季也紧跟着回归啦。 《杀死伊芙》女主朱迪·科默，和《绅士杰克》女主苏兰·琼斯，她们都曾在同一部...  (展开)

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看李明的惊悚电影《红髅》，感觉此导演是一个很有语言天赋的家伙。《红髅》两个字片名，精炼地道出影片的意境。

如你所知，在诸多颜色中，“红”是中国民间最辟邪的颜色，也是最容易沾染鬼气的颜色之一。而之于“髅”字，我们大可不必费神解释太多，在佛教中，许多修行人就用骷髅做道具修“白骨观”思维“生死无常”。

俗话说，人有生死，世多无常。在《红髅》中，故事由传说中俗称为“红楼”的民国国立北平史料档案局开场，而之于这个“红楼”，亦流传着无数个扑朔迷离的恐怖传说。可以说，这个“红楼”亦是北平鬼气森森最具“鬼气”的人工建筑物之一。

《红髅》源于一个真实的历史事件，影片发生在民国北平城某个冬日的夜晚，老余跟三个老友无事请碟仙，却无意中招来了冤魂胡司仁，死于两年前的胡司仁向老余求助帮忙送信，而受到惊吓的老余决定让儿子余望然（李威饰）去完成冤魂所托。余望然尽管不信鬼神之说，但拗不过父亲，于是来到一座荒废的村落胡家峪，见到胡司仁所说的女儿胡小妹。于是余望然跟孱弱的胡小妹不期而遇，开启了一段惊悚离奇的探险之旅……

破旧的红楼、红衣女鬼、葡萄架上的头颅、阴森凌乱的地下室，一系列的惊悚、恐怖元素让我们联想到另一部很有纪念意义的电影《黑楼孤魂》。可以说，《黑楼孤魂》是我一直以来都很钦佩的一部恐怖悬疑惊悚之作。尽管当初摄拍时条件和器材均比较简陋，但这部电影在追求先锋性之时却保持了惊悚、恐怖元素和思想性的高度统一。甚至可以说，时值今日，那个拖着半截肠子四处飞舞怪异的人头仍成为中国恐怖电影中一个经典的画面。再后来，该片在北京上映时曾经吓死过人而被迫停映，并随着时间的流逝慢慢淡出了人们的视线。

与之相比，我们大可以称影片《红髅》这部电影为《红楼奇案》，或者《红楼孤魂》。《红髅》不仅在经典的基础上融入了当下视角，而且在恐怖氛围的营造上更胜一筹，在鬼宅的基础上把中国民间灵异传说和历史事件融入其中，更加扑朔迷离的“红楼奇案”让人心生恐惧。

在《红髅》中，你处片可见到中国恐怖主义的符号和精神标签。譬如，余望然为完成冤魂胡司仁所托去寻找胡家里，一株高大的树迎面而来，树上有个乌鸦窝，破旧的石磨和水井瞬间让恐怖提速。而后，推开吱吱呀呀的木门，一个身着红裤红鞋的女孩胡小妹静着惊惶失措的余望然。随着余望然的陈述，屋里一个老人尖声哭泣……这种情形，远比马致远的“枯藤老树昏鸦”惊悚且毛骨悚然得多。

而在影片结束时，影片中一如既往灰蒙蒙的色调开始变得逐渐明朗起来，余望然静静地静地胡氏墓地里，胡小妹的名字在墓碑上一闪而过，寂静无声。在墓地附近密林中的高岗上，胡小妹静静地站在那里，忧心忡忡地望着，然后转身离去。瑟瑟风中，似乎有意无意地传来一声叹息！这也意味着，世事无常，爱恨忧悲苦，故事刚刚开始，远远没有结束！

而之于无孤卷入此案的大学生余望然，似乎被一种无形的和量牵引着和几个男女同学进入红楼，更恐怖的是他们似想了解真相，似乎又无法洞察真相，仿佛这个有鬼的红楼本身就是一种牢笼或精神隐喻，当你越想了解真实时，就会发现自己会经常无端地陷入悲伤。

从某种意义上说，切不管“黑楼孤魂”，还是“红楼奇案”，这些中国本土恐怖片说的是鬼宅众生相，讲的其实还是世事变幻人生无常。

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