It's yours now. It's all that there is

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知道這個片子，是剛好在電影院看了到它的預告片，所有的鏡頭還有Michelle 威廉斯獨具個人特色的表演都讓我想到了她的另一部片子《藍色情人節》（blue valentine），那個片子實在是給我留下了太深的印象，Michelle 威廉斯和Ryan Gosling火花四射，可最後竟是以令人唏噓的一個轉頭結束。看過預告片，我覺得Michelle在這兩個電影裡的角色應該蠻類似的，都是女性在進入婚姻後的種種狀況。在《藍色情人節》里，Michelle的角色在戀愛和婚姻中有很大的反差，戀愛里是甜蜜的，兩個人可以在馬路上唱著唱著就跳起舞來，可以在公車上從起點坐到終點，可當她成為了他的妻子和她的媽媽的時候，她是緊張的，煩躁的，不知所措的。《藍色情人節》里Michelle和Ryan的出色的對手戲完美地刻畫出了這種變化，人物性格發展是極具張力的。據說導演為了讓他們看起來像是真的couple,就租了一個apartment, 然後在開機之前讓Michelle和Ryan住進去，就像真的couple一樣，連家務事都要兩個人一起來完成。整部電影充滿了各種戀愛和婚姻的小細節，很連貫，正是因為兩個人是因為那麼多的愛走到了一起，最後的離開才更讓人唏噓。


再回到《Take This Waltz》，正因為有了這種鋪墊，讓我看電影的時候滿懷期待，期待這又是一部很豐富的作品。但很遺憾，在影片的最後半個小時裡，我走神了，看起了手錶（這是我判斷一個電影是否抓人的一個重要指標）。Michelle的表演其實無可挑剔，她還是那麼自然，彷彿她就是在演她自己的生活。整個影片中，雖然依然充滿了各種溫馨的小細節（shower,還有make chicken dishes), 但我還是很難進入這個故事，或者我不知道到底有沒有故事。Michelle飾演的這個文藝少婦始終是不太快樂的，她在飛機上和陌生小帥哥說"i'm afraid of being afraid" "i'm afraid of connections" 她在大叔丈夫面前，就像個任性的小孩子，丈夫每天早上起來就開始煮雞（這個真的蠻搞笑，因為他的職業是專門寫關於雞的食譜，後來在妻子離開他後，竟然出了一本教人怎麼烹調雞的書。Michelle從書店的櫥窗路過，表情有點尷尬。）他們對著對方做鬼臉，然後大叔丈夫把她摟在胸前。這一切看起來不錯，可為什麼Michelle還是偷偷對在路上偶遇，然後發現居然是她鄰居的文藝男動了心呢？丈夫大叔真的很愛她，那個沖涼的小動作是多麼充滿愛呀，在他們結婚紀念日的dinner上，Michelle問他怎麼不和她說點什麼，大叔丈夫說，沒有啥好說的啊，我們天天生活在一起，我們的一起彼此都知道啊，還有什麼說的呢？文藝少婦有點難過，很難面對一個在這麼浪漫的場合卻只是不停在吃東西的男人。


她一次又一次克制了自己，但還是一次又一次走向了那個文藝男。他們每次的邂逅和那種欲言又止的感覺拍得還是蠻到位的。Luke Kirby好像不怎麼出名，可他的眼神真的是很勾人啊（很難想像他已經34歲了，而飾演大叔丈夫的Seth Rogen才30歲而已）導演居然真的讓他們最後在一起了，住在一個很大很大的studio裡面，最後尺度很大的那幾個鏡頭讓我想到了一句歌詞： 「來呀，快活呀，反正有大把時光」 但我們也看到了同樣的鏡頭，Michelle坐在馬桶上小便，文藝男站在旁邊刷著牙，和她之前的婚姻沒有什麼兩樣。最後Michelle去看大叔丈夫時，她含著淚，好似不捨又無奈。所以我最後的感覺是很困惑的，我不知道女主人公是要追尋什麼，改變什麼，也不知道她在這兩段感情中到底有什麼變化。影片是以她烤餅乾開始，同樣的鏡頭，她靠著烤箱而結束。也許這便是導演想探討的一種狀態。

值得一提的是：本片的點題曲是leonard cohen的take this waltz, 他的嗓音配上當時的各種搖曳，真是美極了。
整首歌的最後一句是「It's yours now. It's all that there is」

Take This Waltz
（originally released as part of his 1988 studio album I'm Your Man.）
Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women
There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry
There's a lobby with nine hundred windows
There's a tree where the doves go to die
There's a piece that was torn from the morning
And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz with the clamp on it's jaws
Oh I want you, I want you, I want you
On a chair with a dead magazine
In the cave at the tip of the lily
In some hallways where love's never been
On a bed where the moon has been sweating
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take it's broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With it's very own breath of brandy and Death
Dragging it's tail in the sea
There's a concert hall in Vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz it's been dying for years
There's an attic where children are playing
Where I've got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of Hungarian lanterns
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and your lilies of snow
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
With it's "I'll never forget you, you know!"
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz ...
And I'll dance with you in Vienna
I'll be wearing a river's disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
With the photographs there, and the moss
And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty
My cheap violin and my cross
And you'll carry me down on your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrist
Oh my love, Oh my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
It's yours now. It's all that there is