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阿涅斯论瓦尔达

当不少人以为《脸庞，村庄》（2018）是瓦尔达退休前最后杰作，她连奥斯卡终身成就奖亦袋袋平安，偏偏俏皮一笑，又交出这部活泼生猛的纪录片。由巴黎、洛杉矶到北京，马不停蹄开班分享创作理念，这位九十岁祖师奶奶不言倦，反正花样年华已被唤作「法国新浪潮祖母」，索性成为影坛万年青。 本尊娓娓道来启发《短角情事》的好奇心，《拾穗者》的细腻观察；至今不辍光影实验，不吝将艺术触觉传承。是为一生回顾展？言之尚早！

阿涅斯的海滩

八十岁的阿涅斯·瓦尔达，在生日之际以《爱格尼斯的海滩》这部充满温情的幽默佳片为自己庆寿，实在是电影史上的一段佳话。影片利用重构的手法，她与丈夫德米电影中的一些片断来重现这位导演一生中的的重大事件。影片探讨的是人性，而非电影。观众可以看到，丈夫德米去世之前，阿涅斯一直过着无忧无虑的生活。

广岛之恋

1957年，法国女演员（埃曼纽尔•莉娃）来到日本广岛拍摄一部宣传和平的电影时，邂逅当地的建筑工程师（冈田英次），两人在短暂时间内忘记各自的有夫之妇、有妇之夫身份，产生忘我恋情。 然而因为广岛这块土地的特殊性，两人在激情相拥时，女演员脑海中总会闪现若干有关战争的残酷画面，建筑工程师也常令她回忆起她在战时于法国小城内韦尔与一名德国占领军的爱情。电影拍摄结束后，被纠缠的女演员感觉自己唯一能做的，是在有限的时间里，更加投入地把身体交于建筑工程师。

鳗鱼

中年男子山下拓郎（役所广司）在亲眼目睹了妻子与人偷情的场面后，于愤怒中刺死了妻子，锒铛入狱，八年后，获假释出狱的他在千叶县利根河边开了家小理发店，因为当年的遭遇，他对人很难再信任，平时唯有的交流对象是所养的鳗鱼。山下无意间救下自杀的桂子（清水美砂）后，后者为了报答他留在理发店里工作，并因性格开朗为他招来很多客人，而他的性格亦渐渐阳光起来。 山下的前狱友高崎出狱后，来到利根河附近从事垃圾回收的工作，为将山下的平静生活打乱，他开始不断地揭露山下的“丑行”，而桂子的原情人堂岛也于此时寻来，要带桂子和她的钱走，虽然深知一旦与人发生冲突就必须回到狱中继续服刑，山下还是为了保护桂子勇敢地采取了行动。

一个船夫的故事

小田切让首次执导长片，入选威尼斯电影节威尼斯日单元，浅野忠信、苍井优、永濑正敏亦有参与演出。 主要讲述在明治时代后期，大正初期。船夫十市独自生活在河边的一个节俭的小屋，这条河将村庄与城镇相连。他每天的工作是划船接送形形色色的人、畜过河，他每天就这样默默地划船，过着温和而宁静的生活。 文明的浪潮正冲进这样一个山村，河的上游正在建造一座大型砖桥。村民在船上兴高采烈地讨论着桥落成后的便利，如果桥一旦建成，也意味着村里的人、畜都不再需要他，十市对此心情十分的复杂，一边是村民更加的便利，一边是自己将何去何从？一日十市在渡河时，有个东西撞到了船上，打捞上来一看一个奄奄一息的女孩，他讲女孩带回了小屋，经常休养女孩恢复了健康，但与此同时，十市听到了一艘渡轮发生谋杀案的传言。这个女孩来自哪里？她有什么样的过去？这些疑问在他心里一运而生。

Homecoming

海岸村恰恰恰

该剧改编自2004年的电影《我的百事通男友洪班长》，讲述来自大都市的牙医（申敏儿 饰）到充满人情味的海岸村开设牙医诊所，那里住着一位各方面都和她截然不同却颇具魅力的全能无业游民（金宣虎 饰）。

关于在短时间内的某几个人的经过

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.

稻草人之地

稻草人不會理會這地方叫首爾抑或漢城，他就是知道，這塊土地被詛咒，人的心智，不是同樣荒廢，就是努力掙扎，力圖出走。可是一切既成宿命，即使茫茫中認同到菲律賓的蘇碧，那是另一塊稻草人看出異樣之領土。腐女在污染河流搜集變種標本，她認為自己也是其中之一，扮成韓漢，到蘇碧娶過埠新娘。而在蘇碧的孤僻青年，卻漸漸跟母親和土地疏離，命運只安排他遇上大受打擊的新娘。反污染的潛題，邊緣化的人生，怪異的人間氣氛，道出非一般的全球化雙城地下脈絡。

五至七时的克莱奥

巴黎，下午五至七时。美丽的女歌手克莱奥（柯琳妮·玛钱德 Corinne Marchand饰）正游荡在巴黎街头。她一袭黑衣，摘掉假发，面无声色地穿越着内心中的恐惧与焦灼。一切都由一份体检报告引发，她担心自己会如占卜的人所言，患上胃癌。忐忑不安的克莱奥游走在巴黎街头、咖啡厅、或是家里，遇到了各类形形色色的男人，她的情人或是朋友，对他们诉说她生命中的每一个段落，但似乎没人真正理解她。直到最后，她遇见了即将远赴阿尔及利亚战场的年轻士兵。在与他的交谈下，克莱奥开始重新看到了世界，坦然地面对现实。 由法国女导演阿涅斯·瓦尔达执导的成名作《五至七时的奇奥》，是新浪潮电影中一部举足轻重的作品。本片入围1962年第15届戛纳电影节金棕榈奖。

乡村照相馆

为了实现摄影师的梦想，年轻的高桥孝（海东健 饰）从德岛县花谷村老家来到繁华的大都市东京，朝着目标一步步辛勤努力。某日，花谷村村政府的野原拜访了高桥，原来家乡准备修建水库，高桥的村落将被淹没水底。村里人希望高桥和他的父亲研一（藤龙也 饰）为每户人家拍摄全家福，出版一本《山村影集》作为最后的纪念。因当初和父亲的矛盾，高桥不愿回去，在女友（吴佩慈 饰）之下他在踏上返乡之路。 高桥每天和固执的父亲穿梭于山间小道，寻找每一户人家，父子俩从最初令人尴尬的沉默到相互理解，而阿孝也在摄影过程中对家乡产生别样的感情……

远山淡影

1982年，英国。一位年轻有抱负的日英混血作家准备书写其母亲——1952年，英国。战后移英的日本妇人悦子，因长女自杀而忆起在长崎的最后一段时光。悦子与妇人幸子相遇，幸子也准备和女儿出国，对新生活翘首以待。然而，作家在拼凑线索及母亲的记忆碎片时，渐渐发现母亲的记忆与现实相左.…..石川庆改编诺贝尔文学奖得主石黑一雄早年同名原著，双线刻划战后女性挣扎求存之境，表面平静实质波澜不休，折射出大时代下压抑而沉重的集体记忆与痛苦。