霍夫曼，霍夫曼

    如果沒有Dustin Hoffman，我根本不打算看這部聽上去就很美式商業片的電影——即便它有長大了的娜塔莉。

    而事實上，我真的低估了它。看到三分之一的時候真正安靜下來，看到三分之二的時候完全打動，看完之後不得不倒回重新找來動人的段落。

    其實，無論是劇中人，還是觀眾，其實都是被寶刀不老的霍夫曼所照耀著。如果沒有他，這部作品基本上就可以被完全忽略了；然而幸而有了他，這個講話鼻音很重，總是一臉無辜表情的老傢伙，撐起來所有的精巧細節。不知道他已經多大年紀了，至少回想他當初在那部「畢業生」里讓我驚艷的臉龐，還有「雨人」里讓我哭掉了多少眼淚的呆滯姿態，我就好像看到了久違的親愛的爺爺。

    不像帕西諾那樣，老掉之後還依舊是個難啃的骨頭；也不像伊斯特伍德那樣，老掉之後還依舊正統翩翩；從來就沒有生硬過的達斯丁霍夫曼，在老了之後倒是越發柔軟謙卑。

    裡面他臨走前的兩段波瀾不驚的獨白，完全被打動。不是內容，而是從他嘴巴里說出來的內容。

P.S. 裡面的那個小男孩，過份可愛了。而那個悲哀地不知如何是好的小猴玩具，也過份獨特了。

37seconds.
Great. Now we wait.
No. We breathe. We pulse. We regenerate.
Our hearts beat. Our minds create. Our souls ingest.
37ceconds, well used, is a lifetime.

When King Lear dies in Act 5, do you know what Shakespeare has written?
He’s written, 「He dies.」
That’s all, nothing more.
No fanfare, no metaphor, no brilliant final words.
The culmination of the most influential work of dramatic literature is: 「he dies.」
It takes Shakespeare, a genius, to come up with 「He dies.」
And yet every time I read those two words, I find myself overwhelmed with dysphoria.
And I know it’s only natural to be sad, but not because of the words 「He dies,」 but because of the life we saw prior to the words.
I』ve lived all five of my acts, Mahoney, and I am not asking you to be happy that I must go.
I』m only asking that you turn the page, continue reading…and let the next story begin.
And if anyone ever asks that became of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple and modest 「He died.」

Your life is an occasion.
Rise to it.