"Anyone who cannot come to terms with his life while he is alive needs on hand to ward off a little his despair over his fate—he has little success in this—but with the other hand he can note down what he sees among the ruins, for he sees different (and more) things than do the others; after all, dead as he is in his own lifetime, he is the real survivor. This assumes that he does not need both hands, or more hands than he has, in his struggle against despair."--Kafka



Friday, December 18, 2009

我恨我痴心

(這篇文章,叫我恨我痴心,其實內容跟楊學德的新書沒有關係,只是很喜歡其封面,而且,文章的確與痴心有關。又,終於有篇文章與電影有關。)

香港人看「潮爆北京」一定會對貫穿整齣電影的主線而會心微笑,那傳說中的「后海皇帝」,在書寫自己歷史的人,他在那兒呢?孩童得見,詩人得見,巴士司機得見。
劇中的女孩,因為認不出北京來了,便決定離開。她說:離開一個人,是因為太愛這個人;離開一個地方,是因為太愛這個地方。
片子不算拍得好,不過當女孩說到這句,想哭。
今晚去了包圍立法會反高鐵撥款,一出地鐵站,就看到苦行者們,隊中看到菜園村婆婆被人家扶著走著,突然想哭。
對於社會運動,對於立法會,對於社會太多事情,我有太多不滿,也有太多無助,我不知從何說起,我想,我恨我痴心,這世界太不美好了,但我還很痴心,不願選擇犬儒。

(也想說:今早我脫了咀說了一句話:「我希望人人都關心身邊的人,更希望政府關心它的人民。」簡單而暗中有血有淚,暗渡陳倉如此,當真的用心良苦了)

(亦想說:助失戀的友人,我顯得無能為力。也許我真的變了太多)

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