圆月映花都

好几个月前看了侯麦的电影《圆月映花都》（1984），写了几句观后感，现在凭记忆乱写补完了。

就如片名一样，满月让人难以入睡，预示着少女躁动不安的心。结局不如中文译名那样美好，女文青徘徊于多个男人之间却终究孑然一身。尽量不带成见的描述一下女主的生活状态。

首先是固执的自我。对于一个具有艺术背景，涉世未深的少女，怀有对确定性的怀疑也许是一件平常的事情。对她来说，成熟稳重的男友，一成不变的生活，也许都是人生的束缚；相反，现在的心情，当下的这份情感比之长远的未来，将要更加重要。然后还有，强烈的自信。“他绝不会不爱我” “如果他不再爱我，我也不会爱他”。天生丽质的她，小有才华的她，未经生活打磨的她，对自己，对自己所相信的事情，不抱怀疑。

对乏味生活的恐惧和过度的自信，让她对自身情感绝对的忠实，她反复无常，多情且善变，而结局也注定是具有悲剧色彩的。结尾时，在男人们之间游移不定的她，已经把自己搞的头破血流，生活已残破不堪，也就在此时，她仿佛领悟到了某种生活的真意。

这是一个自我追寻的故事。突然感觉，这个80年代的法国片所表现的文艺女青年形象，好像也蛮符合当下我们对女文青的刻板印象。如果信仰的破碎是文艺青年所必经的磨难，那么之后将会如何呢？文艺青年的结局，我想这是一个有意思的事情。

假如故事在此时并未结束，我想她将继续在生活中兜兜转转，经历磨砺。也许她终将学会妥协与权衡，择一人相伴终老。也许，她得到爱情，又失去爱情，发现生活不过如此，于是不再执着，达到自己内心真正的平静。不论哪种，都不失为一个好的结局。

真实的生活往往不是那么尽如人意，略带悲剧性的结局也更加令人感到深刻，令人惋惜的是，饰演女主角的年轻演员在影片上映后不久就去世了。在得知这个消息时，我想即使是本片的作者侯麦，这个法国新浪潮运动中叱诧风云的老将，用节制的美学和散淡的手法描绘现代人情感和生活状态的中老年导演，那如老松般沉静的心中，也会泛起某种对生活中那些突如其来的变故的，无可奈何的哀叹吧...

在想看的第845天，一个偶然的午后，看完了此片。

我曾在不同场合和不同的朋友聊到过，侯麦实在是我的心头好，老爷子的电影就是有这种魅力，无论心情有多烦闷阴郁，看一部他的片子，多少会得到疗愈。要是由于情感问题而心有不快，更应看他的片子，老爷子会告诉你，你面临的所有这些问题，都是人性和情感的常态，我们所能做的就是调整心态，往前看，因为此类问题似乎没法得到根本解决，今后你很可能还会和它打照面。很绝望对吧，恰恰不是这样的，侯麦总能以诙谐轻松的方式抚慰你，他给予的或许不是解决问题的能力，而是我们直面问题的强大内心。

两性关系是老爷子电影探讨的恒久主题，这部片子也不例外。大段大段的对白，两个房间的转换，暗示着感情中的进与退。女主很爱男友，甚至过于自信，“他不会喜欢上别人的”，她甚至主动跟男友提起自己的好友，说好友很喜欢他，两人说不定可以处处看。但我看到这里的时候其实心是一紧的，我能感受到女主的那份骄傲与自信，但也能读懂她的那份敏感，也许当她说出口的时候正好给了男友一个借口，又或许正好提前给自己注入一剂安慰剂，以后若是来到了两人情感的岔路口，可能不至于太难以接受。一边渴望被爱，一边渴望自由。许你和他人暧昧不清的权利，却又想占据男友单一和痴情的心，侯麦果然是太懂女人了。当然，侯麦更懂男人，片中的男人，无一不是多情的，哪怕是有妻子孩子的男人，也常常无法管住自己擅暧昧的心……

爱情容易让人昏了头脑、失去自我。一段关系中，爱得太热烈、太抽离都不行。如何平衡，如何经营，没有答案，有的只是常识，不太容易接受的常识……

Fourth installment in Rohmer’s COMEDIES AND PROVERBS series, in FULL MOON IN PARIS, Louise (Ogier) goes steady with her none-too-gregarious boyfriend Remi (Karyo) as they settle down in the banlieue, yet, spoiling for Paris’ hip nightlife, instead of renting out her small apartment in the city, Louise decides to keep it as a pied-à-terre, where she can spend some weekday nights alone, so that she can both enjoy hanging out with friends in the metropolis but also is not impelled to come home during the wee hours (not to disturb Remy’s slumber).

But Louise cannot have her cake and eat it too, she is over-confident in rationalizing her and Remi’s situation, openly suggesting that their relationship can be terminated if they find someone else whom they love more, only to be hoisted by her own petard, after finally bringing a random guy to her pied-à-terre, Louise has a rude awakening on this night of full moon, that she has finally gotten over with meaningless sex, and it is Remy, their home in the banlieue beckon her, however, Rohmer makes it clear that it is not just she who has the say-so in this precarious relationship, but at the very least, she has some place to return to when her entire world crumbles down.

Framed with his usual unfussy compositions, adorned by monochromatic appurtenances (duck-egg blue walls, a red sofa, an Ionic column, etc.), plus a miscellany of ‘80s French wardrobe and coiffure that seldom dates, Rohmer’s cerebral indoctrination, nonetheless, is tinged with an indelible whiff of cruelty leveling at a young, attractive woman, at the same time, those male characters around her are portrayed with either elliptical furtiveness or flagrant nympholepsy. Thankfully, Pascale Ogier, daughter of Bulle Ogier, brings out striking vulnerability and sensibility to Louise, an impression deepened by the sad fact that she passed away shortly after the film’s release due to drug abuse. Her high-pitched voice, direct gaze and petite figure constitute to a candid being to whom we can relate feelingly, Louise might oversell her confidence in the pursuit of some breathing space within a possessive romance, but her denouement is unqualifiedly not her fault, she is better off in a long run, which, courtesy to Karyo’s uncannily vexed looks (his fanatical eyes betray his duplicitousness), not for one second, we are led to believe his Remy is the right one for Louise.

As for Octave (Luchini), Louise’s best friend, who is married but persistently tries to have his way with her, is an exemplar of another pernicious masculinity, a man who befriends a woman whom he finds attractive, though she doesn’t reciprocate with the same physical attraction. Perched in her friend zone, Octave is a crafty fox who holds forth as her confidant, but secretively relishes schadenfreude over Louise’s fix, it is not above him to twist his knife in her wound by relating her a spurious account that further compounds her situation, as long as it facilitates his arrière-pensée, which thankfully, Louise never surrenders herself to. Luchini holds court here too, astute in his faux-solicitousness and utterly beguiling in his urbane baseness.

A few notches down from Rohmer’s jewel in the crown, FULL MOON IN PARIS, for its own worth, can still be construed as a topical cautionary tale to a nubile woman who endeavors to steer her own love life through a murky, treacherous bog, one only wish Rohmer could have been more generous towards Louise, such a tender, defenseless sylph, hardly the sharpest knife in the drawer, how ill-advised it is Octave to whom she returns in the coda!

referential entries: Rohmer’s SUMMER (1986, 8.3/10); PAULINE AT THE BEACH (1983, 7.7/10); THE AVIATOR’S WIFE (1981, 7.6/10).

真心喜欢侯麦。就和洪尚秀的电影一样，絮絮叨叨的男女，小资的文艺生活，看着真心舒服。

文艺不是一个人的标签，而是一个人的生活状态。我深以为然。我觉得它是一个人的一个面，或者某一段时间里的状态，或者是横贯一生的一种情绪。

电影里的女主在巴黎独居，在巴黎的郊区和男友共享一个公寓。她喜欢多彩的生活，她被人迅速的吸引，又觉得空虚。她不知道是做什么工作的，对工作也无所谓，但好像是有点钱。她在沉闷的男友和外面的世界里纠结，当彻底放纵后她感觉愧疚感觉虚无，就像流浪的人渴望童年的栀子花，然而男友已找到更合适的伴侣，她一下坠入痛苦。

我喜欢侯麦的表达，他不站立场，她只是叙述出一些人的一些状态。理解不了的东西里正包含我们需要理解的东西。做任何的道德评价是无力的，它既不能解决对方的痛苦，也不能消弭自己的不安。

欲望满足了是虚空，没满足是痛苦。此事古难全。

电影中巴黎男子的一段话说出我的心声：

“我喜欢，可以掩饰我真实身份的地方，没有人认识我的咖啡馆让我头脑清晰，下周我也要来这里写东西。我想呆在一个中心，不管是一个国家还是一个街道。为了读书和听广播，看电影，在餐馆栉次鳞比的街道上，街道对于我来说意味着无穷的可能性。“

这是每个在大都市人的感觉，无穷的无穷让你兴奋，撩人心弦，在这里，远离父母，远离家庭，你仿佛就站在世界的中心，但在黑夜来临时你为何又黯然独身？漂浮的日子有限，但漂浮可以是一种永恒的心态。

你是一个不断被回收的年轻人，有着一颗数年前就老去而疲惫的心。