第25小时

这是一部拍给美国人看的电影，一部911之后反思生命的电影，如果不知道这背景，我几乎难以理解那冗长的对话和没有跌宕起伏的情节。我承认，我是为了诺顿找到这里，而电影本身的基调也充满了诺顿那种优雅沉静的气息，影片开头那长达数分钟的纽约街头漫步，因为是诺顿，所以赏心悦目不觉沉闷，然而，电影并非为了花痴而存在，它所展现的，是一个普通纽约人的一天，清晨的河边，变幻的街景，生活在这里延续，并没有特别，然而对于MONTY，却是最后的一天。

MONTY的两个朋友，在等待他出现时倚在窗边的对话，也花费了大量时间，循规蹈矩的老师认为七年过去便可重新开始，华尔街经纪人却认为今日过去，一切都将消失。镜头转向世贸废墟，昔日繁华灰飞烟灭，那不过是纽约最为平常的一天，而那些匆匆赶去上班的人们，并不知道那即是生命中的最后一天。一个是花费一生才能看到教育成果的老师，一个却是瞬息之间需要决断的经纪人，难道是巧合？生命该如何选择，是今日尽兴而归，还是相信明天終将来临？老师的那一吻，是对不可预知的未来表示的绝望，经纪人对MONTY女友的诘问是末日将临之前对过去的悔恨，那不只是MONTY生涯的最后24小时，是这座城市对于生命的反思。

影片中最为人称道的诺顿在洗手间的独白，展现纽约这座城市的风貌，fuck这里的一切，但仍热爱；经纪人在窗前说：拉登就算再炸，我也不搬离这座楼；父亲送MONTY离开时的旁白，异乡终老亦不忘：“我是纽约人”。这是治愈纽约人创伤的电影吧，是要说，生活在继续，第25个小时是新生的开始，无论曾经遭遇过什么，忘记吧；无论去到哪里，请记住吧，我曾有的过往，曾爱过的人，属于过的城市。

因为我们不是纽约人，更难深刻的理解这电影，但无疑，它舒缓悠扬的配乐让我领略到忧伤，清晨河边牵狗的男人让我感受到生活的美，无论在哪里，life is just a life，有绝路，亦可逢生，enjoy it，不管明天是否还将来临。

　“　Monty（爱德华·诺顿 Edward Norton 饰）牵着他的狗在纽约散步，白天，他去了他以前就读的学校拜访了他的老友Jacob（菲利普·塞默·霍夫曼 Philip Seymour Hoffman 饰），Jacob在里面当英语老师，课上他的女学生Mary（安娜·帕奎 因 Anna Paquin 饰）非常活跃。而Monty和Jacob的另一个好友Frank（巴里·佩珀 Barry Pepper 饰）则在公司忙碌地工作着。事情的起因是某天的下午，Monty回到家，发现女友Naturalle（罗莎里奥·道森 Rosario Dawson 饰）在家门口等待许久。两人正在浴缸里调情的时候，警察突然来敲他们的家门。Monty藏在沙发里的毒品被发现。因此他被起诉，被判入狱7年。Monty离进监狱只剩下几个小时的时间了，他开始怀疑是不是女友出卖了他。Monty去找了他的老爸，两人谈了很多很多，之后他们一群人去到酒吧，却意外地遇到了Jacob的女学生Mary。24小时过去了，下一个小时开始，Monty就要开始他的监狱生涯...... ©豆瓣”

这是豆瓣的影片介绍，我一直期待着那神奇的第“25小时”，但谁知道，影片也就此结束。

影片简介就能交代完的内容，竟然能扯上2个多小时！

里面很多段落，比如交易员和老板斗嘴、和同事争吵、辱骂散工，男主逛校园和老师的谈话，删掉对影片有影响么？

很多段落，比如三人相约去酒吧，从开始等男主到男主去见老大，将近30分钟缩短至5分钟对人物、对情节有影响么？

这影片究竟想表达什么？我翻了以往影评，最高赞影评竟然是一段台词的复制。

可见这部又普通又冗长的片子乏味到什么程度！除了强行夸Ed演技好，夸台词牛，实在没地方贴金了！

这就是部烂片！

    You know how they find people?
    They find them when they come home.People went away,but they usually come back,that's why they got caught.
    So you go,and never come back,never come home.
    Let's drive,keep driving, Head out to the middle of nowhere, take that road as far as it takes us.
    You've never been west of Philly, have ya? This is a beautiful country Monty, it's beautiful out there, like a different world. Mountains, hills, cows, farms, and

white churches.
    I drove out west with your mother one time, before you was born. Brooklyn to the Pacific in three days.
    Just enough money for gas, sandwiches, and coffee, but we made it.
    Every man, woman, and child alive should see the desert one time before they die.
    Nothin' at all for miles around.
    Nothin' but sand and rocks and cactus and blue sky.
    Not a soul in sight. No sirens. No car alarms. Nobody honkin' atcha.
    No madmen cursin' or pissin' in the streets.
    You find the silence out there, you find the peace.
    You can find God. So we drive west, keep driving till we find a nice little town.
    These towns out in the desert, you know why they got there?
    People wanted to get way from somewhere else.
    The desert's for startin' over.
    Find a bar and I'll buy us drinks.
    I haven't had a drink in two years, but I'll have one with you, one last whisky with my boy.
    Take our time with it, taste the barley, let it linger. And then I'll go.
    I'll tell you dont ever write me, dont ever visit, I'll tell you I believe in God's kingdom and I'll see you and your mother again, but not in this lifetime.

You'll get a job somewhere, a job that pays cash, a boss who doesn't ask questions, and you make a new life and you never come back.
    Monty, people like you, it's a gift, you'll make friends wherever you go.
    You're going to work hard, you're going to keep your head down and your mouth shut.
    You're going to make yourself a new home out there.
    You're a New Yorker, that won't ever change.
    You got New York in your bones.
    Spend the rest of your life out west but you're still a New Yorker.
    You'll miss your friends, you'll miss your dog, but you're strong.
    You got your mother backbone in you, you're strong like she was.
    You find the right people, and you get yourself papers, a drivers license.
    You forget your old life, you can't come back, you can't call, you can't write.
    You never look back.
    You make a new life for yourself and you live it, you hear me?
    You live your live the way it should have been.
    But maybe, this is dangerous, but maybe after a few years you send word to Naturelle.
    You get yourself a new family and you raise them right, you hear me?
    Give them a good life Monty. Give them what they need.
    You have a son, maybe you name him James, it's a good strong name, and maybe one day years from now years after im dead and gone reunited with your dear ma, you

gather your whole family around and tell them the truth, who you are, where you come from, you tell them the whole story.
    Then you ask them if they know how lucky there are to be there.
    It all came so close to never happening.
    This life came so close to never happening.

fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it
　　fuck the panhandlers grubbing for money,
　　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!
　　getting one of those operations that elongate your penis.
　　Fuck the Chelsea Boys with their waxed chests and pumped-up biceps, going down on each other in my parks and on my piers,jiggling 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 yeras in the country,still no speakee English.
　　Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach.
　　Mobster thugs sitting in cafes,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 Hasidim strolling up and down 47th Street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff,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.
　　Fuck the Puerto Ricans.
　　Twenty to a car,swelling up the welfare rolls.
　　worst fucking parade 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,their nylon warm-up suits,their St.anthony medallions,swinging their Jason Giambi Louisville Slugger baseball bats trying to audition for "The Sopranos."
　　Fuckin' crack your fuckin' head open !
　　Bensonhurst!bensonhurst!
　　Fuck the Upper EAst Side wives wth their Hermes scarves and their $50 Balducci artichoke.
　　Taxi!
　　Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched all taut and shiny.
　　You're not fooling anybody,sweetheart.
　　Taxi!
　　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 evrything on the white man.
　　We not giving it up!
　　We not giving it up!
　　slavery ended 137 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 sown 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.Try seven years in fucking Otisville,J.
　　FUck Osama bin Laden ,AI Qaeda,and backward-ass cave-dwelling fundamentalist assholes everywhere.
　　On the names of innoceant thousands murdered,I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your 72 whores roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell.You towel-headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass.
　　"I notice how many of what Ionce thought
　　"were evidences of repression ,sexual or otherwis.."
　　fuck Jacob Elinsky.
　　Whinin 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 soda,selling whiskey to firemen and cheering the Bronx Bombers.
　　ALL:Let's go ,Yankees!
　　Fuck this whole city and everyone in it,from the row houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avevue,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 art-infested place.
　　No,Fuck you,Montgomery Brogan.You had it all,and you threw it away,you dumb fuck!
　　
还有比这更精彩的台词，但目前还未发现！

在一口气看了6部外国电影（5部爱德华诺德主演）后，我只有一个念头，中国导演都是垃圾！

当然，念头马上更正，绝对是人们经常要犯的错误！


人人都会认为毒贩活该千刀万剐，的确，可是他们也是人。他们有家人，有爱人，有朋友，还有一条狗。

我们谴责他们。
但我们更应该谴责这个物质横流、精神空虚的社会！

不过，谁能离开物质？

因为我们贫乏得只剩下物质。

这部电影和《搏击俱乐部》有异曲同工之妙。

其实导演编剧演员都挺优秀的，但这个组合真的很失败。故事挺有意思的，单看简介或者听别人描述就能让人产生极大的兴趣，但这个叙事感觉没能很好的把这种兴趣延续下去，当然跟演员有很大关系！
首先，Edward Norton，with all due respect，这个角色不适合你，演的相当烂。主人公应该是个会耍小聪明、擅长与人打交道、但意志力薄弱、经不住诱惑、混迹于社会底层的毒贩，对不起，一点没看出来。首先Ed的荧幕形象一直偏正气，在这里更像个不知为啥有着底层口音的落魄贵族。。。。我想说脸圆的人，除非满脸横肉，就很难演滑头的形象，总觉得让Ethan Hawk来演应该会好很多，同样英俊小白，就长相来看更能让人进入这个角色。
故事节奏让人觉得太缓慢了，不紧不慢的开场，很多铺垫完全没有作用，两个朋友的back story不知道有什么作用，尤其那个老师的意淫，那段关于percentage的谈话，跟主角的故事有什么关系呢？就主人公而言，所有情节都在重复的描画加深人物的同一面，除了交代人物的背景外，没什么其他作用，通篇都是这个感觉，他那大篇独白的内心戏除了宣泄一种愤怒，读不到任何更多的内容，而且这样的主人公竟然是个愤青？！我可以理解一个命途多舛沦落至以贩毒为生的小人物会有很多对社会的成见和固执的偏执，也可以理解他一定程度上的愤世嫉俗，与一群市井混混为伍但内心对这个群体并无归属感，冷漠的看待世事，但他一定不太可能有特别敏锐的对世事的洞察力和口才，一番长篇演讲让人觉得蛮突兀的。而且这个人物不需要多正面，他是个有爱心有爱人有七情六欲的小人物，遭遇本身值得同情，不用硬是被Ed演成遭小人陷害大义牺牲的英雄既视感。
女主角，无力吐槽。。。。主角和一群男人脑子都进水了吗？这种姿色有什么可垂涎的，Latino里她的颜值和身材绝对不算高，（样貌上看觉得她似乎不是Latino，但这么重要的配角外形真的很重要，哪怕是个white trash的白人女人也更可信一点）还让主角被迷得神魂颠倒，为了满足她留住她才不断贩毒，这姑娘也不是单纯外貌的问题，她必须是有种神秘的魅力的女人，这个Latino角色设定就是需要一种南美女人天生的热辣、奔放、邪魅的气质，可演员的表演里我只看到僵硬，呆板，笑的令人尴尬，跟Ed的搭戏也糟糕，没有亲密感，没有可信度，情侣间的猜忌和敏感没有体现，只有两个生人在镜头面前被迫近距离相处表现出的尴尬。
这个配乐，让人频繁出戏，什么品味，有的噪音实在让人不想吐槽了。。。。。
感觉是Edward Norton被硬贴到了这个project上，出于他的明星价值也好，导演偏爱也好，不合适的主角电影一定不会好。作品的整体观感就是，分裂，夹杂着导演私货的奇怪混搭，所有信息和情感都漂浮在表面，只有看到最后15分钟才能进入角色，情感和主题才慢慢显现。
总的来说就是部不可信难以产生代入感的电影，无法相信主人公是个毒贩，无法相信他的口音，无法相信他good with people，无法相信他迷恋他老婆，无法相信他老婆是他老婆，连他的恐惧我也无法相信。