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关于在短时间内的某几个人的经过
法国法语1959
  Voice 1 (male "professional announcer" type): This neighborhood(1) was made for the wretched dignity of the petty bourgeoisie, for respectable occupations and intellectual tourism. The sedentary population of the upper floors was sheltered from the influences of the street. This neighborhood has remained the same. It was the strange setting of our story, where a systematic questioning of all the diversions and works of a society, a total critique of its idea of happiness, was expressed in acts.  These people also scorned "subjective profundity". They were interested in nothing but an adequate and concrete expression of themselves.  Voice 2 (Debord, monotone): Human beings are not fully conscious of their real life - usually groping in the dark; overwhelmed by the consequences of their acts; at every moment groups and individuals find themselves confronted with results they have not wished.  Voice 1: They said that oblivion was their ruling passion. They wanted to reinvent everything each day; to become the masters and possessors of their own lives.  Just as one does not judge a man according to the conception he has of himself, one cannot judge such periods of transition according to their own consciousness; on the contrary, one must explain the consciousness through the contradictions of material life, through the conflict between social conditions and the forces of social production.  The progress achieved in the domination of nature was not yet matched by a corresponding liberation of everyday life. Youth passed away among the various controls of resignation.  Our camera has captured for you a few aspects of a provisional microsociety.  The knowledge of empirical facts remains abstract and superficial as long as it is not concretized by its integration into the whole "” which alone permits the supersession of partial and abstract problems so as to arrive at their concrete essence, and implicitly at their meaning.  This group was on the margins of the economy. It tended toward a role of pure consumption, and first of all the free consumption of its time. It thus found itself directly engaged in qualitative variations of everyday life but deprived of any means to intervene in them.  The group ranged over a very small area. The same times brought them back to the same places. No one went to bed early. Discussion on the meaning of all this continued...  Voice 2: "Our life is a journey "” In the winter and the night. "” We seek our passage..."�  Voice 1: The abandoned literature nevertheless exerted a delaying action on new affective formulations.  Voice 2: There was the fatigue and the cold of the morning in this much-traversed labyrinth, like an enigma that we had to resolve. It was a looking-glass reality through which we had to discover the potential richness of reality.  On the bank of the river evening began once again; and caresses; and the importance of a world without importance. Just as the eyes have a blurred vision of many things and can see only one clearly, so the will can strive only incompletely toward diverse objects and can completely love only one at a time.  Voice 3 (young girl): No one counted on the future. It would never be possible to be together later, or anywhere else. There would never be a greater freedom.  Voice 1: The refusal of time and of growing old automatically limited encounters in this narrow, contingent zone, where what was lacking was felt as irreparable. The extreme precariousness of the means of getting by without working was at the root of this impatience which made excesses necessary and breaks definitive.  Voice 2: One never really contests an organization of existence without contesting all of that organization's forms of language.  Voice 1: When freedom is practiced in a closed circle, it fades into a dream, becomes a mere representation of itself. The ambiance of play is by nature unstable. At any moment "ordinary life"� can prevail once again. The geographical limitation of play is even more striking than its temporal limitation. Any game takes place within the contours of its spatial domain. Around the neighborhood, around its fleeting and threatened immobility, stretched a half-known city where people met only by chance, losing their way forever.  The girls who found their way there, because they were legally under the control of their families until the age of eighteen, were often recaptured by the defenders of that detestable institution. They were generally confined under the guard of those creatures who among all the bad products of a bad society are the most ugly and repugnant: nuns.  What usually makes documentaries so easy to understand is the arbitrary limitation of their subject matter. They describe the atomization of social functions and the isolation of their products. One can, in contrast, envisage the entire complexity of a moment which is not resolved into a work, a moment whose movement indissolubly contains facts and values and whose meaning does not yet appear. The subject matter of the documentary would then be this confused totality.  Voice 2: The era had arrived at a level of knowledge and technical means that made possible, and increasingly necessary, a direct construction of all aspects of a liberated affective and practical existence. The appearance of these superior means of action, still unused because of the delays in the project of liquidating the commodity economy, had already condemned aesthetic activity, whose ambitions and powers were both outdated. The decay of art and of all the values of former mores had formed our sociological background. The ruling class's monopoly over the instruments we needed to control in order to realize the collective art of our time had excluded us from a cultural production officially devoted to illustrating and repeating the past. An art film on this generation can only be a film on its absence of real creations.  Everyone unthinkingly followed the paths learned once and for all, to their work and their home, to their predictable future. For them duty had already become a habit, and habit a duty. They did not see the deficiency of their city. They thought the deficiency of their life was natural. We wanted to break out of this conditioning, in quest of another use of the urban landscape, in quest of new passions. The atmosphere of a few places gave us intimations of the future powers of an architecture it would be necessary to create to be the support and framework for less mediocre games. We could expect nothing of anything we had not ourselves altered. The urban environment proclaimed the orders and tastes of the ruling society just as violently as the newspapers. It is man who makes the unity of the world, but man has extended himself everywhere. People can see nothing around them that is not their own image; everything speaks to them of themselves. Their very landscape is alive. There were obstacles everywhere. There was a cohesion in the obstacles of all types. They maintained the coherent reign of poverty. Everything being connected, it was necessary to change everything by a unitary struggle, or nothing. It was necessary to link up with the masses, but we were surrounded by sleep.  Voice 3: The dictatorship of the proletariat is a desperate struggle, bloody and bloodless, violent and peaceful, military and economic, educational and administrative, against the forces and traditions of the old world.  Voice 1: In this country it is once again the men of order who have rebelled. They have reinforced their power. They have been able to aggravate the grotesqueness of the ruling conditions according to their will. They have embellished their system with the funereal ceremonies of the past.  Voice 2: Years, like a single instant prolonged to this point, come to an end.  Voice 1: What was directly lived reappears frozen in the distance, fit into the tastes and illusions of an era, carried away with it.  Voice 2: The appearance of events that we have not made, that others have made against us, now obliges us to be aware of the passage of time, its results, the transformation of our own desires into events. What differentiates the past from the present is precisely its out-of-reach objectivity; there is no more should-be; being is so consumed that it has ceased to exist. The details are already lost in the dust of time. Who was afraid of life, afraid of the night, afraid of being taken, afraid of being kept?  Voice 3: What should be abolished continues, and we continue to wear away with it. We are engulfed. We are separated. The years pass and we haven't changed anything.  Voice 2: Once again morning in the same streets. Once again the fatigue of so many similarly passed nights. It is a walk that has lasted a long time.  Voice 1: Really hard to drink more.  Voice 2: Of course one might make a film of it. But even if such a film succeeds in being as fundamentally disconnected and unsatisfying as the reality it deals with, it will never be more than a re-creation "” poor and false like this botched traveling shot.  Voice 3: There are now people who pride themselves on being authors of films, as others were authors of novels. They are even more backward than the novelists because they are unaware of the decomposition and exhaustion of individual expression in our time, ignorant of the end of the arts of passivity. They are praised for their sincerity since they dramatize, with more personal depth, the conventions of which their life consists. There is talk of the liberation of the cinema. But what does it matter to us if one more art is liberated through which Tom, Dick or Harry can joyously express their slavish sentiments? The only interesting venture is the liberation of everyday life, not only in the perspectives of history but for us and right away. This entails the withering away of alienated forms of communication. The cinema, too, has to be destroyed.  Voice 2: In the final analysis, stars are created by the need we have for them, and not by their talent or lack of talent or even by the film industry or advertising. Miserable need, dismal, anonymous life that would like to expand itself to the dimensions of cinema life. The imaginary life on the screen is the product of this real need. The star is the projection of this need.  The images of the advertisements during the intermissions are more suited than any others for evoking an intermission of life.  To really describe this era it would no doubt be necessary to show many other things. But what would be the point?  Better to grasp the totality of what has been done and what remains to be done than to add more ruins to the old world of the spectacle and of memories.  1. This film, which evokes the lettrist experiences at the origin of the situationist movement, opens with shots of the Paris district frequented by the lettrists in the early 1950s.

高清影院

生死桥
大陆国语2010
  一条天桥,架起一条从凡间到天上的路。从这条路上走出的,还有三个孩子飘荡的俗尘里的传奇故事。清末的北京喧闹、纷乱,人们的喜乐哀愁和那时的阳光一样直爽和不加阻拦。在科班中长大的怀玉(贾乃亮 饰)和好朋友志高(王泊文 饰)就是在这样的阳光下恣意地成长着。孤儿怀玉骨子里爱戏,但就好像他迷惑不清的身世一样,抚养他长大的班主李盛天(关栋天 饰)始终绝决地拒绝他学戏。然而戏曲、科班里的一切对于怀玉而言,似乎有中宿命般的吸引。成角儿,是他幼小心灵中模糊但坚定的信念。志高是个生来贫贱的孩子。做暗娼的母亲将他抚养长大,唯一的梦想就是让他学戏成角儿——据说,他的母亲红莲(孔琳 饰)在做妓女时,与一位名角儿相好,生下了志高,母亲是想让志高延续她对那位名角儿的想念。  在热闹的天桥,他们结识了进京卖艺的姑娘丹丹(王子文 饰),三个身世飘零的孩童惺惺相惜地学着戏里的样子,结拜成兄妹。在雍和宫的后院,3个伙伴来到一个神秘的老太监家,老太监是一个不平凡的人,他拥有人所不能及的本事——能看穿命运,预测未来。只因为预见了清朝的灭亡时间,所以他得以及早预备为自己留下后路。3个孩子求签算命,但“生不如死”、“死不如生”“先死后生”三支被黑猫打落的命签,如同3人头上的咒语和谜团。但毕竟是孩子,那冥冥中的谶语并未阻挡他们肆意的成长与快乐,身强力壮的志高,是怀玉和丹丹的保护神,他们一起大大咧咧地度过了戏班受罚、胡同打架、北海划船的打打闹闹的童年。  清朝灭亡了。北京城中一篇哗然,哭声和笑声几乎同时充满了北京的天空。这样的事情在年少的怀玉看来似乎是桩喜事——叔叔李盛天在这个天变色、风云起的当口,突然同意了怀玉学戏的请求,少年怀玉告别了留英回国的家庭教师路新生,开始了实现京剧梦想的旅程。梦想越走越近,3个孩子也在渐渐长大。过往单纯的嬉戏渐渐多了些羞涩的味道。怀玉和志高都曾偷偷地注视过身旁这个漂亮倔强的姑娘,丹丹也莫名地对这两个哥哥有了不同的依恋。  科班结束了。梨园行中的明争暗斗一时间搅动得科班里分崩离析。李盛天临危受命,组建了戏班,怀玉挑梁登台,不负众望。但成角的道路异常艰辛,除了刻苦练功外,还要时时应对来自同行的刁难和暗算。幸有师傅和志高等伙伴的帮衬,还有在心里已经悄悄扎了根的丹丹,怀玉一直很坚强。3个人的情感还在滋长着。丹丹对两个男生都有情义,但她越来越清楚自己爱的是怀玉;怀玉和志高都爱丹丹,爱法却不一样,志高是明明白白的追求,甚至要求自己的兄弟退让,怀玉是个心高气傲的人,他重视兄弟的患难情谊,他还有想要出人投地的野心。在怀玉的犹豫退让间,丹丹心如刀绞,志高毫不知情。然而3人间却由于猜测和忌妒,产生了小小的裂缝。  民国初期,军阀混战。北京城一片躁动不安。怀玉因帮助同在科班长大的朋友金宝(孙坚 饰)遭到追杀,为求退路,怀玉匆匆逃亡上海。临别时,怀玉含蓄地向丹丹表露了情感,也表示要退出和志高与丹丹间的感情纠葛,丹丹痛彻心扉的哭喊,使志高明白了自己在丹丹心里是无法与怀玉相比的。  30年代的上海,和北京相比,就是另一个眼花缭乱、光怪陆离的世界。歌舞娱乐电影空前繁荣,几乎引领着世界的时尚潮流,报纸、杂志、电台等媒体的力量也迅速膨胀。路新生也进入上海传媒界,要大展一番手脚。  初入上海有些自惭形秽的怀玉迅速给自己鼓起勇气,他不言输,在这片他完全陌生的土地上,他相信自己会成为最棒的角儿。“罩”着怀玉、请他在上海演戏的,是上海滩的黑道老大金啸风(杜源 饰),史仲明(房子斌 饰)的老板。那是一个如同老虎一样让人产生寒意的男人。金啸风在娱乐业和媒体的势力遍布上海,暗中还做着许多不为人知的生意,令人闻风丧胆。但怀玉似乎并不太惧怕这个男人,甚至还在无意间重重地刺伤了金啸风——偶然的机会,怀玉认识了一个叫段娉婷(万茜 饰)的女人,她是一个电影明星。段娉婷爱上了怀玉,怀玉也如同做梦一般被这个美人吸引、搅动,无法自拔。他不知道,这是他为自己藏下的一把刀——这个女人,是上海滩老大金啸风的女人。金啸风的自尊被这个戏子伤害,怀玉不得不离开舞台,生活布满危机。幸而段娉婷对怀玉的爱,使得怀玉得以踏入影坛,在风云正起的上海电影业,崭露了头角。  丹丹决意离开北京,到上海寻找怀玉。看到的却是怀玉和一个大明星亲密无间的样子。怀玉无奈要丹丹回京,倔强而绝望的丹丹却暗自选择了另一条道路——为了报复,为了尊严,她辗转认识了金啸风。丹丹的面孔让金啸风恍如隔世地想到自己的初恋情人。他被心底一种温暖的情感左右,答应着丹丹的一切要求,将丹丹捧红了。漩涡的中心,彼此纠缠的人物都到场了:迷乱而努力成名的怀玉、高傲却也孤单的段娉婷还有因绝望而变得冷漠的成为当红明星的丹丹。还有一只搅动他们命运的手——金啸风。他把丹丹捧为“土布皇后”成名之后,开始支持她演电影,收购了怀玉段娉婷所在的电影公司妄图挤垮他们。他们之间,上演着一场势均力敌,剑拔弩张的恩怨较量。各界媒体纷纷对准了这场较量中的每一个重量级人物。金啸风为丹丹所做的一切却没有使他得到他珍爱的女孩。当金啸风得知丹丹与怀玉的情感纠葛时,把仇恨对准了怀玉。他要让唐怀玉死。此时在北京的志高已经渐渐成名,并和丹丹昔日好友小翘(徐翠翠 饰)出双入对。  金啸风请志高赴上海演出,悉心安排了唐怀玉和志高同台义演,计划卸装时趁乱行刺唐怀玉。但同行的李盛天却上前替了怀玉一死。此时怀玉考虑到丹丹的处境,竟然单枪匹马去向丹丹报信了——声色场沉迷了他的爱情,但生死关头,他无法忘记初恋的圣洁。怀玉与丹丹昏沉而约共同逃往杭州,放弃这十丈软红,荣华富贵,放弃段娉婷与金先生。回归,回归到最初。来不及了,在归途中,金先生派出的人绑架了唐怀玉,并下令把知情的志高投进黄浦江。金啸风要怀玉生不如死,以一把石灰,毁掉了他的眼睛和面容。怀玉终于知道儿时的竹签中,那一支“生不如死”正是他的命运。幸而有爱着他的段娉婷,他们,一对在瞬间红透上海的明星,搀扶着,隐居到了杭州。  金啸风的复仇完成了,但生意却陷入了全面的崩盘。他的手下史仲明用计搞垮了这个自大的男人。金啸风最后想拥有的只剩下丹丹了,但他却在和丹丹独处的小岛被人杀害。当志高赶来救丹丹的时候,看到的女孩已是满脸泪痕,呆呆傻傻……血雨过后,总是要归于平静的。死而后生”的志高回了北京。  几年后,志高娶了小翘,当了爹,照顾着寡居的母亲,和痴傻的丹丹。他也是和他爹一样的角儿,也撑着一方戏班。段娉婷陪伴怀玉回了北平。天桥已经不在。他去了戏楼,盲眼的他坐在台下听着志高的演出。演出后,志高收到一张纸条,上面的名字让他心头一紧:是怀玉。他追了出去,秋天的北京胡同里,只有一抹落日挂在西边儿的天上,街角,有一条长长的,似曾相识的影子……

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