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[電影紹介] The king of Comedy -周星馳 的喜劇之王
今有點時間有點興致，給大家介紹一個香港老片: The king of Comedy -周星馳的喜劇之王. 祝大家節日愉快
劇情梗概 : 一直是周星馳的fan，從本科到現在，他的電影好好壞壞，俺都照單收下.其中最喜歡就是他的喜劇之王，百看不厭，可以說是他最偉大的作品，之所以幾乎達到了喜劇電影的最高境界，原因很簡單，就是因為他拍出了他自己。 劇中的男主角尹天仇和周星星一樣曾是個死跑龍套(damned extra)的小人物，他的最高理想就是當個好演員，卻在現實中屢屢受銼，經常在片場兩一隻盒飯都混不到.被罵個半死，打個半死到是家常便飯。但他卻從未放棄過，象一隻打不死的蟑螂，頑強地另人發指。他的著名口頭禪就是“我是一個演員”，特別把自己和自己幹的那點事當個事。在那個海邊小漁村，一幫市井小民混混中，他還總是一身西裝西褲一本正經大講特講雷雨戲劇什麽的，那發亮的料子，短了半寸的褲角，再配上一雙夾腳綠拖鞋，使他看起來那麽格格不入,那麽搞笑. 和他一貫的風格一樣，他總是要讓你放肆的笑過後哭的，為小人物的不幸和執著. 劇中的女主角柳飄飄，一個三陪小姐，她的人生理想，就是當他們夜總會的頭牌。兩個本來風馬牛不相及的人攪到一起，就是飄飄他們夜總會有個新主題，什麽“女大學生初戀之夜”的什麽活動的噱頭招徠顧客，汗，這年頭，哪個行業想賺錢都不容易。讓小姐扮清純女大學生，這相當考驗演技的說，一定要找老師培訓。這個不要錢的老師就是尹天仇 - 那個死跑龍套的. 這就是兩個人如何認識的。 喜歡看小人物的掙紮和情感糾結，因為自己也是小人物. 男人也許隻有在沒錢沒勢時對一個女子產生的感情才是真感情. 喜歡這個時候的張柏芝，圓圓的臉，帶點嬰兒肥，青春逼人。飄飄這個角色裏有她的影子。張柏芝是第一個也可能是唯一一個公開對媒體說她不是玉女的女星。她身上有飄飄的放蕩不羈，也有她的率真可愛。演活了這個角色. *********************************************************************************************** 挑兩個俺最喜歡的男女主角互動的clips，和大家分享. 第一個比較搞，第二個有點sad，俺也寫的多點。詞不達意，就這點時間和水平。大家過節看著玩吧~Tianchou, a damned extra, his ultimatum career goal is to be a respectful actor. Piaopiao, a night club hostess, her ultimatum career goal is to be the top girl in her night club.Clip 1 Teacher and student
He was teaching her how to play as a shy college girl to attract more customers. Her acting was either too uninhibited or too rigid, plus her annoying working habit - always ending up wrapping her legs around his waist when he was hugging her like a client, which must be corrected according to the teacher. Finally, after some hard work, the student picked it up very well. Maybe a little too well, both the “teacher” and “student” were falling into the characters a bit. Clip 2. After One Night Stand between a damned extra and a night club hostess
She woke up from his bed. She never realized that the morning air could be this fresh, pungent with the salty taste of sea. The sunlight was so comfy that could warm up the coldest corner in the world. She had never been so peaceful and content in her life. He woke up, but he couldn’t find her and his clothes. Finally he found her sitting on the windowsill of his shabby living room, wearing his shirt and his green flip-flops. Wind frolicsomely swaying her unbridled long hair, extended from his shirt hem was a pair of mile long legs, and there wasn’t any make up on that impeccable face. She was quiet and lost in her own thinking. He was speechless and lost in her pure beauty. Suddenly, he realized he had spent the night with a “Goddess” he may not be able to pay because she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He pooled up everything he could: his cash, his bankbook, his lucky money, and all his pocket change. “Far from enough,” He thought. At last, he took off his watch and put it on the top of the pile, along with that was his dignity as a man, the dignity of a poor man, which was usually regarded penniless in such a materialistic society... He buried his head into his hands with extreme embarrassment and shame. She came back and saw the “money” pool. She picked up her purse and expressionlessly collected all the stuff he gave her. “Thanks, boss.” She said indifferently. They were just client and server. They should be, nothing more than that, shouldn’t they? She changed back into her clothes. "Where are you going?" He asked. "You support me?" asked her sarcastically. With a sense of uneasiness, she lit up a cigarette. "What the hell is he trying to do?" "I support you, “ suddenly he worked up all his nerves and shouted at her. "Try to get yourself supported first, dude. “ she snickered at him. He must be kidding. He couldn’t know where the next meal would come from. And she was a degrading hooker. They were just two tiny ants struggling at the very bottom of the society who could barely make a living. Love was a luxury for them. Love was the most ridiculous word to be even thought about. She stubbed out the cigarette, shrugged off his silly offer and continued her walking without even looking back. She was herself again, her high heel boots, her faux fur coat and her heavy make-up. She was on her way back to her place alone. But something may have changed forever for her. In the cab, she opened her purse and saw the stuff he scraped over for her as the "sleeping" fee, among them was a book she snuck from him without his permission. That was actually the only thing she wanted from him. Shirt with his body warmth, she had returned to him. She just wanted to keep something dear to him as a souvenir. Wasn’t she a selfish *****? She stole that acting book he treasured most. The book was part of him to her. That would be all for their ONS. Suddenly, she burst into tears, big tear drops rolling down from her cheeks. She didn’t wipe them. She didn’t even bother to cover her gasping mouth. No one had ever cried so ugly and so unrestraint. She didn’t give it a dime. Feeling was transient; she knew it. Howerver,
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