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 "hi, I’m a bloody white cat with spots who has been hunting rabbits on the snow all day. I’m wet."

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前天隨便在BT上拖了部電影
名字是Gran.Torino.2008.DvDRip-FxM.avi
看名字完全不了解內容 也沒查IMDB就下了
拖到今天上午才有時間看了一下開頭
瞬間就被吸引叻.原來是Clint Eastwood的收山之作…
怀着差点错失一颗钻石的心情开始看下去

開頭塑造了好一個經歷韓戰的倔老頭,
跟兒子孫輩教会鄰裡完全不合拍
固執守舊不願改變固有生活但卻直言直語豪放不羈的酷老头子.
估計我老了也會是那個樣子吧. 他"I like to fix things" 我估计會說 same here. :p

接下来片子进入类似Secret of woman中的情节
托社区的混混们的福 老头子帮助了隔壁一家并与2个孩子熟识
与神父开始交流  也开始教男孩如何成为一个男人
这一段为电影的build up 也是这里 语言色彩, 对话, 各种冲突最为出彩

然后冲突矛盾达到最高处 隔壁女生被帮派殴打强奸
在walt把男孩关在地下室 去跟神父告解后
我本以为这个战争英雄会用武力解决
没有理解Walt对神父说的那句话 "oh, I’m in peace now."
防止spoiler就不继续了…

这部电影的对白非常有特色
具体参照barber shop, Walt与神父, 与女孩的对话这几个段落.

Father Janovich:  Ever notice how you come across somebody once in a while you shouldn’t have fucked with? That’s me.

Thao Vang Lor: Excuse me Sir, I need a haircut if you ain’t too busy you old Italian
son of a bitch prick barber. Boy, does my ass hurt from all of the guys
at my construction job.


Youa: You’re funny.

Father Janovich:  I’ve been called a lot of things, but never funny.


Father Janovich:Would it kill you to buy American?

Father Janovich: [about his son] I worked in Ford for 50 years and he sells Japanese cars.


Father Janovich: [eulogizing Walt]
Walt Kowalski once said to me that I knew nothing about life or death,
because I was an over-educated, 27-year-old virgin who held the hand of
superstitious old women and promised them eternity.

Father Janovich: Walt
definitely had no problem calling it like he saw it. But he was right.
I knew really nothing about life or death, until I got to know Walt…
and boy, did I learn.

坐在一群苗族妇女中间吃着亚洲食物是多么可爱啊~:P
Clint Eastwood说Gran Torino将会是他最后的演出作品,
只好希望这不是他最后的导演之作叻….

最后加上主题曲Gran Torino by Jamie Cullum的调味
观众就在outstanding的结尾中慢慢微笑着流泪叻…

       

Gran Torino—by Jamie Cullum

　　
　　Realign all the stars above my head
　　Warning signs travel far
　　I drink instead on my own Oh! how I’ve known
　　the battle scars and worn out beds
　　
　　gentle now a tender breeze blows
　　whispers through a Gran Torino
　　whistling another tired song
　　
　　engines humm and bitter dreams grow
　　heart locked in a Gran Torino
　　it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
　　
　　these streets are old they shine
　　with the things I’ve known
　　and breaks through the trees
　　their sparkling
　　
　　your world is nothing more than all the tiny things you’ve left behind
　　
　　So tenderly your story is
　　nothing more than what you see
　　or what you’ve done or will become
　　standing strong do you belong
　　in your skin; just wondering
　　
　　gentle now a tender breeze blows
　　whispers through the Gran Torino
　　whistling another tired song
　　engines humm and bitter dreams grow
　　a heart locked in a Gran Torino
　　it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
　　
　　may I be so bold and still
　　I need someone to hold
　　that shudders my skin
　　their sparkling
　　
　　your world is nothing more than all the tiny things you’ve left behind
　　
　　so realign all the stars above my head
　　warning signs travel far
　　i drink instead on my own oh how ive known
　　the battle scars and worn out beds
　　
　　gentle now a tender breeze blows
　　whispers through the Gran Torino
　　whistling another tired song
　　engines humm and better dreams grow
　　heart locked in a Gran Torino
　　it beats a lonely rhythm all night long