打开心世界

无意中听到的这首歌，（个人揣测）歌词像极了Tallie表白前的内心写照。

"Short And Sweet" - by Brittany Howard There are miles between usTime between usThere is something between usI may be a fool to dream of youBut, God, it feels so good to dream at allSomething short and sweetThere's always a light over my head for youI am waiting, I am waitingTime will always try to kill meThere are mountains between usThere is time between usOh, ain't there something between us?Something short and sweetI don't care if I shouldDo you wanna hurt me?'Cause I've been hurtin' all aloneIt didn't kill me, noBut it wasn't no funCome and get you someJust the beginningI only want the beginningWe'll give each other all of our bestAnd then, time can do what it wants with itThere are mountains between usThere is time between usOh, ain't there something between us?Something short and sweetSo, why can't I wait?Why can't I wait?Why can't I think?Why can't I wake without you always appearing?Oh,, I better not wait too long'Cause time is gonna kill itTime is gonna kill itTime is gonna kill itTime is gonna kill it

不推荐这部影片，因为导演略显残忍。

僵硬泛青的尸体，撕开了观众的心。

眼见着灵动美丽的爱人被一步步剥夺生命，而观众和女主一样无能为力，这么沉痛的死亡、压抑的愧疚、深深的无力，导演竟全然不给一点释放的空间，明明在爱人骤然离开生死未卜的时候，导演都可以肆意的让女主沉浸在痛哭、哀嚎和歇斯底里中。

而真正死亡揭幕时，导演一步步的制造了一个沉重的拉人入绝望体会的能量团，最后用激情肉体不断闪回，和冰冷尸体的强烈对比，搅拌这团漩涡，一股脑砸进观众内心，然后戛然而止全不理会。

看完以后不可能不堵心，因为这团有意为之的漩涡没得到释放，只能凌迟着观众同为人类最基本的慈心和同情心，这种感受很像一次小小的心理创伤。

很多电影让人印象深刻，它们拨动人类共性的情愫，调动观众的共情，让相似的情感得以宣泄，正是在别人的故事里留下自己的眼泪，或者重新植入新的理念给有同样伤口的人，这是电影治愈的力量。

有些电影全程阴郁的很，作为一种叙事的色调，也无可厚非。

而有些电影，导演特别设计的影像，就是为了精准的你心里割上一小刀，不管故事、内涵、电影语言多么优秀，这种难忘的一幕还是不够善意，显得阴险。

说起近年来好莱坞最亮眼的女演员。

凡妮莎·柯比绝对值得起一个提名。

她是《碟中谍6》中光芒几乎盖过阿汤哥的白寡妇。

也是今年颁奖季大热作品《女人的碎片》中，经历了丧女之痛的玛莎。

从危险性感的黑市军火商，到隐忍却温柔的母亲。

凡妮莎一直在向好莱坞、向市场展现她的多面性。

而如今又有一部新作品，让我们看到了她的无限潜力——

打开心世界 (2020)8.22020 / 美国 / 剧情 爱情 同性 / 莫娜·法斯特欧德 / 凯瑟琳·沃特斯顿 凡妮莎·柯比

豆瓣8.2，近八成观众打出四星以上的高分。

这部电影不仅成功拿下了这一届威尼斯电影节的酷儿狮奖，也是金狮奖的提名者之一。

导演莫娜·法斯特欧德，你可能会对这个名字感到陌生。

但要是我说，她是《野马》的联合编剧之一，你也许就会有一点印象了。

《野马》去年大魔王凯特·布兰切特配音的那部讲述隔离生活的短片，《居家自制》，我们也能在一众编剧中看到莫娜的名字。

再来看看《打开心世界》的卡司。

刚刚提到过的凡妮莎·柯比，美艳贵气、演技傲人。

一部《王冠 第二季》，曾帮她拿下艾美奖提名。

而《女人的碎片》，又让她成为今年奥斯卡影后的有力竞争者。

另一位女主，凯瑟琳·沃特斯顿。

《神奇动物在哪里》中的蒂娜，《异形：契约》中的丹尼尔斯。

一米八的高挑身材，气场强大、走路带风，是个人特色非常鲜明的女演员。

卡西·阿弗莱克，凭借《海边的曼彻斯特》中克制却动人的表演封神。

他是小金人二次得主本·阿弗莱克的弟弟，而卡西本人也是奥斯卡影帝。

《海边的曼彻斯特》美女+影帝的配置，有颜有实力，已经很令人期待。

这部电影的故事也讲得很美。

它改编自美国作家吉姆·谢泼德在2017年发行的同名短篇小说，讲述了19世纪中期的美国，两对夫妇在困境和孤独中的挣扎。

背景设定在1856年的斯科哈里县。

农妇阿比盖尔(凯瑟琳·沃特斯顿饰)和丈夫戴尔(卡西·阿弗莱克饰)过着与世隔绝的生活。

几个月前，他们的女儿因为白喉病逝，阿比盖尔的生活也因此失去了意义。

她在日记中写道：“天气晴朗却寒冷。

今早我发现卧室里结冰了，这是这个冬天的第一次。

”“土豆刚洗好，上面的水就结成了冰。

”“没有一丝锐气，也不抱任何希望。

”“新的一年又开始了。

”

新的一年又开始了，但阿比盖尔的文字却让人看不到任何希望。

冰冷、易碎、摇摇欲坠，就像土豆上的那层冰。

她每天重复做着同样的农活，日子过得机械又乏味。

与丈夫的感情，也在失去女儿之后麻木冷却。

戴尔不懂她的魂不守舍，她也不想对他敞开心扉、坦白自己的痛苦。

这一天，县里来了一对新夫妇。

妻子塔莉(凡妮莎·柯比饰)优雅、大方，阿比盖尔立刻被她吸引了。

两个女人之间建立起一种奇妙的联系。

阿比盖尔向塔莉吐露，她与戴尔的婚姻，根本与浪漫沾不上边。

两人都只是在履行义务，好让艰难又空洞的生活看起来没那么可怕。

而塔莉跟她面临着同一种困境。

塔莉说，她的丈夫芬尼脾气不好、控制欲极强。

因为自己没给他生个孩子，所以夫妻不和。

塔莉又问起阿比盖尔，她是不是也没有孩子。

阿比盖尔低下头，第一次向人倾诉出她的痛苦。

这一场交心，让阿比盖尔感到前所未有的释放与欣慰。

她与塔莉的关系也日益亲密起来。

而塔莉的丈夫芬尼也察觉到了什么。

他不怀好意地邀请阿比盖尔夫妇上门做客，想看看妻子近日都与谁厮混在一起。

但阿比盖尔和塔莉却对他的心思一无所知。

她们缩在后厨的角落，塔莉笑嘻嘻地问阿比盖尔，有没有想她。

“当然啊。

”像是闺蜜间的撒娇，又或是借着玩笑表达出的真情。

为了庆祝阿比盖尔的生日，塔莉给她买了一本她梦寐以求的地图集。

她们坐在炉火边，又一次谈起荒唐的生活。

塔莉说，丈夫有个小本子，记录着每一个她出门会面的人。

什么人、见了多久，都记得清清楚楚。

芬尼还常对她说：“妻子对自己的身体没有掌控权，但她的丈夫有。

”阿比盖尔静静地听着。

这一天，两人聊到很晚。

当塔莉结束生日访问回家时，她卷入了一场几乎让她丧命的风暴中。

芬尼带她去疗养，阿比盖尔很是担心。

但塔莉总归是回来了，那个时候已经是春天。

一场要命的风暴，让两人终于鼓起勇气，向对方袒露自己的心声。

塔莉对阿比盖尔说，自己只想和她在一起。

她们灵魂交叠，实现对彼此的完全坦诚。

自从孩子死后，戴尔变得越来越情绪化。

当阿比盖尔和塔莉在一起的时候，戴尔会感到很不安。

芬尼在塔莉离家的时候，也会萌生嫉妒之情。

于是，他再一次请阿比盖尔和戴尔共进晚餐。

阿比盖尔却注意到塔莉脖子上有瘀伤。

塔莉告诉阿比盖尔，她不知道的还有很多。

接下来的整整一个星期，塔莉都没有再去找过阿比盖尔。

无法忍受的阿比盖尔跑到塔莉家，却发现房子里空无一人，只剩下一块血淋淋的头巾。

心急如焚的她试图向警方求救，却并未得到任何反馈。

最终，她还是收到了塔莉的一封信。

塔莉告诉她，自己和芬尼已经搬到了85英里以外的地方。

阿比盖尔坚持要去看塔莉。

戴尔再三阻拦，最后还是决定陪伴她一同前往。

然而，当他们到达时，只看到床上一具冰冷的尸体。

塔莉已经死了，芬尼声称是白喉。

但阿比盖尔却坚信，是芬尼毒死了塔莉。

阿比盖尔又回到了她的农场。

她和戴尔继续一起生活，但感情越来越疏远。

沉闷的生活，日复一日，虽然没有意义，但也并非无法忍受。

她又做回了那只笼子里的鸟。

在那个年代，女性的力量很微弱，但仍燃起了几点星火。

玛丽·沃斯通克拉夫特的一本《女权辩护》，正式打响女权主义的战争。

女权先驱用她们瘦弱的身板，对抗着父权的不公。

但那一年，又离女性意识的彻底觉醒，仍差着半个多世纪。

那一场轰轰烈烈的妇女选举权运动，还没有真正地开展起来。

整个女性群体在无尽的黑暗长夜中，半梦半醒、又义无反顾地摸索着前行。

而阿比盖尔和塔莉，也正是这半梦半醒中的一员。

可她们终究还是不同的。

阿比盖尔小时候曾演过《李尔王》中的女儿。

“来吧，我们去监狱，就像在笼子里唱歌的鸟儿。

”阿比盖尔认为，即使被囚在鸟笼里，也依旧能放声歌唱。

但塔莉不同，在笼子里，她便无法发声。

所以，她逃到了阿比盖尔这里，从由窒息的生活所编织的铁笼中脱身。

她试图逃离丈夫的控制、逃离所谓妇道的禁锢，最终成了殉道者。

紫罗兰凋零，新世界将至。

台湾作家简媜在她的代表作《四月裂帛》里写道：“深情即是一桩悲剧， 必得以死来句读。

”如果旧世界甚至容纳不下两个女人的心意相通，那么凋零，其实也是一种反抗。

*本文作者：吃吃

作者： pASslosS 在3月全网上线的片单中，《打开心世界》格外值得关注——它不仅入围了威尼斯电影节的主竞赛单元，还拿下了酷儿狮奖。

不过观众对该片的期待未止于此。

除了奥斯卡影帝卡西·阿弗莱克「制片+演员」双重身份的加持，主演阵容还有《神奇动物在哪里》的凯瑟琳·沃特斯顿，以及凭借同期女性主义佳作《女人的碎片》拿下威尼斯影后的凡妮莎·柯比。

故事发生在1856年的纽约上州，这里在影片中被描绘成一片与世隔绝的幽闭之地。

一间被冰雪封藏的小木屋在屏幕上停留数秒，阿比盖尔无法入睡。

「骄傲几乎殆尽，希望渺茫，我们迎来了新年。

」新年的第一天，阿比盖尔用无精打采的语调描述了她的观察。

几个月前，她年幼的女儿死于白喉，这一创伤足以令一个家庭破碎。

她和丈夫戴亚分坐在餐桌两端，一言不发地吃着煮熟的土豆。

这一幕，让人想到《都灵之马》里险恶的黑白色调，这里的生活似乎已干涸倒退至「生存」的原始状态。

这里多说一句，本片改编自吉姆·谢泼德的短篇小说，而促使原作者动笔写下这一短篇小说的契机，是1856年一场发生在纽约上州的暴风雪。

在浏览当地农民的日记时，他发现了一张纸条，上面写着:「我最好的朋友搬走了，我想我再也见不到她了。

」这张纸条成了故事的缘起，同时决定了这会是一个以人物自述为轴心的故事。

在电影中，阿比盖尔在劳作之余无休止地写作，这是她表达内心生活的唯一方式。

2月，纽约上州走出严寒，没人能预料到这里即将被尖叫的暴风雪和野蛮的大火撕裂。

当阿比盖尔初见塔莉，她们的眼眸便已散发着坦率的依赖。

阿比盖尔是埋头苦写的沉思者，她把世界看作由墨水和想象力构筑而成的保护伞；塔莉则不同，她整个身躯上扬，脸颊红润，头发松散地铺在空气中。

她很直接，没有被想象力驱使的习惯。

阿比盖尔和塔莉创造了一个远离了既定生活的空间，她们的男人也一同被搁置在外面。

她们分享关于家庭、农活、孩子的经验，分享童年和遗憾，偶尔守在篝火旁一言不发，或是干脆语无伦次。

有那么一个场景，她们在阳光下一同拧干蒸腾着热气的衣物，情感已然外化为一个金黄色的场景。

热恋珍贵如夕阳，她们坠入爱河。

但此前并没有任何模板告诉她们这是一种怎样的情感。

而《打开心世界》最为成功的一处，就是阿比盖尔和塔莉之间的火花是生效的。

羞怯的微笑和无法挪移的目光、触碰的手指、足底按摩式的爱抚、笨拙的吻……她们的亲密关系建立于导演对肢体情绪的细腻洞察，以及相爱之人彼此间那生机勃勃的拙态和孩童般的喜悦。

热恋降临，阿比盖尔仰靠在桌旁的长凳上，双臂完全放松地舒展开来。

Astonishment and joy.Astonishment and joy.Astonishment and joy.她成为自己情感的拓荒者，忠于真实欲望的显现。

回顾过往的同性影片，其实最常被拿来浓墨重彩一番的，便是因觉察同性欲望而旁生的「羞耻感」。

不过《打开心世界》抛弃了类似的心理构筑，只让她们坠入情感，并将注定夭折的爱情尽可能延后。

所以这部电影既感性又具有现代思维。

尽管罗马尼亚的取景地给予影片一派荒芜的基调，但看完之后我仍不禁要问，这些生活在19世纪的农民是否真的如此开放，以至于能够清晰表达内心深处的感受，坦诚面对近乎禁忌的欲望？

而光是这两点，连我这个现代人都很难做到。

不过，《打开心世界》的底子仍是一个经典的爱情故事，放到异性恋电影的传统里，这种模式已被尝试过太多次，其实有些缺乏挑战性。

巧合的是，《打开心世界》与《菊石》都是以19世纪女同性恋为题材的影片，足可见无论是真实故事还是虚构故事，近几年电影人从历史中截取/刻画「女同性恋爱情故事」的做法都很频繁，不知不觉已经创造了新的安全区。

其中黄金标准自然是是《燃烧女子的肖像》，围绕其旋转的除了《菊石》还有《伊莉莎与玛瑟拉》《告诉蜜蜂》《薇塔与弗吉尼亚》和《与艾米丽的疯狂夜晚》。

这些带有年代背景的女同片有个共同的主题，那就是在一个没有情感范例的时空里发明「爱情」。

回到影片，其实除了阿比盖尔和塔莉，两个男性角色同样值得玩味。

芬尼记录着塔莉的一举一动，妻子去了哪里，停留了多久，有没有做家务，肯不肯给他生孩子，是否出轨……这是一个与宗教和父权制传统捆扎在一起的男性角色，也是我们经常在其它影片中看到的魔鬼化身。

他对妻子的残忍源于他对待女性的方式。

影片并未刻意突出他谋杀塔莉是否是因为她爱上了女人，但可以想象，如果塔莉爱上的是另一个男人，结局恐怕也是一样的。

但是卡西·阿弗莱克饰演的戴亚却有着不可思议的人物弧光。

他总是用一种沙哑而受伤的声音讲话（卡西·阿弗莱克的自带技能）。

相较于企图控制塔莉的芬尼，戴亚这个角色跳出了既有的框架。

在影片的最后，观众能从戴亚身上瞥见人性的一面。

他既没有任何失常的迹象，也没有借此要挟妻子。

阿比盖尔和戴亚在面对悲剧这一层面，是坚持到最后的、惺惺相惜的同盟者。

的确，戴亚是一个情感表达能力有限的人。

对阿比盖尔来说，他与塔莉的距离正如针线盒与地图册的距离。

但他还是能做到把渴望埋藏在心底，并通过阿比盖尔对塔莉的情感寻找自我解救的途径。

另一面，他对阿比盖尔的提问探讨了人的极限，即一种「无能为力」。

阿比盖尔对塔莉的追忆因无能而自我痛恨，还有他们的女儿，这些都是类似的伤痛。

但事实上，《打开心世界》差点因为一个显而易见的缺陷毁于一旦。

观众在大部分篇幅里听到的主要是画外音。

它取材自小说文本，虽然平静而生动，但对画外音的过度依赖几乎触碰了电影这项艺术形式的禁忌。

更致命的是，这些画外音具有繁复深邃的的文学性。

当我们单拿出一句台词时，会发现它已经足够丰满，那么为了给这种丰满让位，对视听的削弱已是必然。

可以说，这部影片的魅力来自文本，桎梏也来自文本。

当她们在树林里读着优美精致的台词，人物似乎已从日常抽离。

但为了体验这样纯粹的浪漫和诗意，我说服自己融入到这种架空的美学当中，便也毫无障碍地接受了。

不过很神奇的是，在很多时刻里，画外音不仅没有成为困扰，反倒创造了新的和谐。

散文诗般的语言成了「氛围发动机」，导演围绕文本创造出新的视听结构，剪辑、摄影、声音和时代元素……它们转换着搭配方案向前均衡流动。

所以说一部影片不是不能有画外音，而是要创造性地使用画外音。

片中的画外音更多时候是作为角色不可言说的心声或私藏的秘密而存在。

而正因为其语调平静，所以情绪功能转而交给了其它视听元素。

导演说，旁白的录制几乎是对影片进行了二次创作。

令人印象深刻的视觉场景同样存在，正如摄影师André Chemetoff拍下的这一场令人头晕目眩的暴风雪。

片中很多室内镜头受到19世纪绘画的启发，其中就包括丹麦画家 Vilhelm Hammershoi的作品。

而影片外景的氛围则让人想起画家约翰·辛格·萨金特。

Vilhelm Hammershoi的作品当然，片中最难以被忽视的元素是音乐，它是影片真正不可或缺的那一部分。

担任配乐的丹尼尔·布拉姆博格在开机前就已经开始作曲了。

他参与了影片的拍摄过程，从自然环境中汲取灵感，并有意识地围绕画外音来构建场景。

本片原声带里的曲目非常清晰，几乎就是音乐版的私密日记。

木质地板的颤抖、嘶鸣的动物、晃动的牛铃、呼啸的风声……用悠扬的爵士乐旋律拉动情感，用实验性的音符烘衬焦虑与挑战，正如那场被声音抽象化的暴风雪和在风中尖叫的火焰，二者如此契合。

看完电影后重新听一遍原声带，场景会在脑中精准浮现。

虽然《打开心世界》有着丰盈而庞杂的元素，却几乎与《燃烧女子的肖像》背道而驰。

后者的导演瑟琳·席安玛在配乐的使用上非常节制，刻意营造的空白成功升华了全片那为数不多的几段旋律。

《燃烧女子的肖像》篝火旁的神圣合唱但我们可以看到另一种方案在《打开心世界》中生效。

在片中居于主导位置的画外音和音乐能够进行交流。

它们行走在单行线上，又幻化成不同形式的散文诗此消彼长。

正如艺术家劳瑞·安德森在音乐中所尝试的，她将语言与音乐结合，语言里包含音乐性，音乐里有文学性。

她拍摄过一部散文电影《狗心》，其中同样充斥着大量旁白和旋律，却和谐而极富魅力。

如果《打开心世界》是一首曲子，那么影片对休止符的运用也很有趣。

戴亚的突然出现曾两度打断阿比盖尔的幻想，一次是通过音乐的戛然而止把阿比盖尔从热恋中惊醒，另一次则是在片尾，阿比盖尔抱着塔莉，回忆被埋藏在日记里的肌肤之亲，然而画面终止，一切回归现实。

归根结底，日记是幻想，地图册则是幻想的延伸。

文字窥探着自己的内心，也窥探远方的爱人。

阿比盖尔情感丰富的散文诗里掩藏着怯懦，她的勇敢停留在对欢愉的享受，却无能于拯救。

正如她曾偷偷跑到塔莉的家附近，在角落里用望远镜放大塔莉的身影。

阿比盖尔是一只会在笼中唱歌的鸟儿，也是在笼中幸存的鸟儿。

但是，仅此而已。

日记里的文字能带来什么呢？

其实在闭塞的环境中，唯一的变量就是想象力。

想象力可用来自杀，但也可以是一种治疗方式。

它是一种理解「存在」命题的方法论。

一个人唯一能逃避的就是想象力，正如芬尼。

但一个人能用来拯救自己的也只有想象力，正如阿比盖尔。

在电影里，死去的女儿和死去的塔莉揭开了一个鲜血淋漓的真相，即「旧的恐惧总会取代新的恐惧」。

生活的痛苦不断翻新，新的土壤在等待干涸，并催促情感里的执着和顽强更夯实一些。

总的来说，《打开心世界》是一部没有让人失望的影片，无论是氛围、视听语言还是情感张力都有很大的优势。

当你看过之后，会像是经历了一场虚无缥缈的倾盆大雨。

二刷，惊喜万分。

为什么一刷的时候心里竟没有产生半分波澜，应该是当时对电影灰暗的色调和缓慢的剧情还有凄惨的结局感到不满意。

两年前我的审美水平还停留在热衷情节紧凑信息量大的剧情而且最好是HE，否则内心会感到不满足，心像被悬在半空，总等着那最后一拍落地。

当然我现在依然喜欢看错综复杂，百转千回，哪怕狗血只要爱的热烈情感充沛的剧情。

但我现在也喜欢剧情虽无比简单，但台词富有诗意或哲思，主人公之间暧昧氛围被极限拉扯之下一触即发的动人情愫及无可替代的深情。

本片属于我后开发的喜爱类型。

这种类型后劲比较大，值得细品的地方也非常多，由于我的审美品味仍在逐步提升中，所以三刷、四刷可能会产生更多更深更清晰的感受。

回到电影本身。

Abigai对Tallie每一次情感的递进都源自Tallie每一次的“离开”，而Tallie对Abigai情感的认定则出现在每一次Abigai的“回应”。

两人性格还是有很大反差，A看似被动内敛实则更坚韧，T看似热情主动实则更脆弱。

两人相识之初，T还是以热情主动占了主导位置，第一次坐在马车上遥望A并向其放电，第一次主动找A攀谈，以怕打扰A为由试探对方是不是喜欢和自己在一起，以朋友的身份理直气壮隔三差五到A家拜访，直到友情“分叉”朝着俩人都未曾触及的领域疾驰，也是T最先对“新领域”做了描述并发起了与A的讨论。

对的，我认为这里“讨论”的意味大过“表白”。

T push A说出对自己的感觉、对俩人之间关系的感觉。

当A说出“我喜欢萦绕在我们俩之间的感觉，无所欲求唯有彼此“时，这场讨论的意义就体现出来了，讨论带来了直面内心，然后就是勇敢承认爱情。

在A说出一番爱的宣言之后T本想上前吻A，却临阵退缩了，结果A来了一个反扑。

看到了吧，虽然节奏上一直都是T在主动推进，但每一次“确定”彼此的感情都是由A来完成的。

她说出了“爱的宣言”，她主动吻了A，在A离开之后她不顾丈夫的反对拼命去找A，A不在以后我想她也会带着对A无限热切的爱意度过余生。

这两人还真是互补，或者说是一种别样的“双向奔赴”。

T几乎每一次都是用以退为进来激发或者说引导A正视自己的感情，A也非常吃T那一套，每次都乖乖束手就擒。

我认为俩人之间最大的遗憾是她们对爱情存在方式理解的分歧。

T认为爱应该毫无束缚，从精神到肉体完全属于彼此且只属于彼此。

而A则认为只要心意相通，即使是肉体被囚禁精神只要是自由的，爱就是自由的。

以上判断基于两人一次有关“囚禁”的讨论，A认为笼子对二人是保护，T则认为是束缚，这段对话也暗示了俩人爱情最终走向。

其实，讨论到此T应该发挥自己以往打破砂锅讨论到底的精神，引导A进入更为深入的讨论，但T以一个深深地亲吻结束了讨论。

可能T也明白自己的想法太天真，可能T还不够确定A对自己的爱有多深是否愿意为了爱做出努力和牺牲。

总之，T似乎是向命运妥协了，所以她才会和丈夫离开，是无可奈何，更是精神上的无力反抗。

如果，T和A逃离各自的婚姻，私奔，在那个年代她们可以像冲破牢笼的鸟儿自在高飞吗？

我没有做相关的调查研究，就影片描述来看这个假设很难成立。

因为那是一个女人被描述成男人附属品的年代，那是一个食不果腹的年代，那是一个女性不知“自由”为何物的年代。

但俩人之间这段感情依然是出生于新世界，永恒于心世界。

这么说很残忍，但结局恰恰应证了A的爱情观，即使天人永隔，也无法阻挡、束缚、毁灭她对T的爱，她们之间的爱会在A的回忆里变得更深刻、更美好、更坚不可摧。

小說與電影改編原著裡，Tallie出場比較平淡。

不曉得她什麼時候搬來，但是她的狗在1月8日先在鄰居來往道路吠聲引起注意。

1月15日Tallie同樣是為了避開Finney殺豬氛圍，不經意拜訪Abigail。

好像這段情事是意外地逐漸發生。

所有電影回眸一望都是重要行為語言電影把Tallie出場往後延到2月3日，她坐在搬遷的馬車上與Abigail對望，暗示神秘連結已然存在。

從季節意義來看，苦寒一月份交待Abigail與Dyer生活方式、喪女悲痛，以及她寫筆記的由來、遺憾沒有喜怒哀樂可以紀錄。

等到2月10日Tallie便從雙層樓房走出，從山路往下走到Abigail住處，此時積雪半融與綠色草地交錯，也代表心境開始轉換。

這段山路取景角度非常神奇，難得在電影中可以讓主角看著心愛的人從開闊遠景慢慢走來與逐漸遠離，這樣盼望實在太糾心了。

第一次來訪，積雪半融兩位主角在書中相會次數不算多，Abigail對於Tallie莫名的心動感覺，全部集中在原著1月15日初訪紀錄。

她只是撩撥頭髮電影將書中整段由外而內循序分散到其他會面：例如片中2月10日第一次接觸，Abigail提到Tallie散發玫瑰與紫羅蘭的容貌，令她不好意思直盯：In the winter sun though the window, her skin had an under flush of rose and violet that disconcerted me until I look away.片中2月17日一起拔雞毛，觀察Tallie說話方式，對方想要聊得更深入：Her manner is calm and mild and gracious, and yet her spirits seem to quicken at the prospect of further conversation with me.（藝術電影常用人物裸露來形容無所隱瞞，本片此刻不適合褪去衣服，或許用拔掉雞毛來象徵想要獲得真心話吧。

）片中2月25日，Abigail獨自擠牛奶，意識到兩人有特別情愫：There seems to be something going on between us that I cannot unravel.在兩人交往過程，Tallie大部分是主動者，電影表演方式更突顯她的行動。

片中2月17日一起拔雞毛之後，Tallie詢問Abigail與Dyer相識過程。

Abigail吐露Dyer並不是符合理想伴侶，但只能硬著頭皮繼續相處。

說完Tallie輕扣Abigail小指，背景是壁爐火光如愛之烈焰。

壁爐火光常代表熱愛但在原著，這一段「靈感」出自書中1月22日，Tallie初訪一週後未再現身，像是Abigail內心獨白，在最後寫道And so our hands were joined if our hearts no yet knitted together. 好像是指她和Dyer有手牽手但沒有心連心。

然而在電影不談Dyer，轉換成Tallie輕扣Abigail手指，強調兩人才是交心伴侶。

電影在Tallie輕扣小指後，緊接著就是Abigail婉轉拒絕Dyer求歡。

Abigail的生日禮物是Tallie與Dyer一場競爭。

Abigail在原著想要的是字典，Dyer並沒有任何批評。

Abigail在片中一開始就指明地圖集，還被Dyer消遣一下。

Tallie在原著與電影都以地圖集作為禮物。

誰能獲得芳心，高下立見。

Abigail生日當天，原著與電影都提到Tallie鞋子浸水，脫鞋後Abigail親手為Tallie取暖。

不同的是書中的Tallie居然經過一大段對話還能神色自若接受Abigail服務，並一度閉眼享受按摩。

電影劇本比較了解暗戀者的緊張情怯，Tallie很快就把腳收回。

Tallie一度不敢置信Abigail要摸她的腳生日之後出現一場冰風暴。

原著裡人物只能躲在屋中，擔心天氣預報和憂慮存糧。

Dyer向Abigail倒述小時候經歷大地震，恐懼久久不散。

Abigail憐惜他，兩人同床共枕拾回熱情。

導演在這段另外發揮，予兩對夫妻深深同情。

片中Dyer冒著風雪將牲畜趕到穀倉，受阻無法回家。

還好Abigail綁著繩子，循線救回Dyer，於是命運共同感促成他們拾回熱情。

Tallie則是前往Abigail家半路遇風雪折回，途中逃離可能遭受性騷亂的遮蔽處，冒險回家嚴重凍傷，Finney就算是壞人，也急著救回妻子。

冰風暴三個星期，Abigail以為再也不見Tallie蹤影，沒想到她出現了。

書中3月4日描述Abigail內心衝擊：When she arrived my heart was like a leaf borne over a rock by rapidly moving water. 同一天也寫出她在Tallie離去時依依不捨：as if she were in full sail on a flood tide while I bobbed along down backwaters.電影改用3分半鐘的影像描述兩週時光堆疊上述兩句話的重量。

片中Tallie於4月10日再度出現。

鏡頭已變成一片青山，Abigail看著Tallie從山坡緩步走近。

盼到人來，悸動之心如落葉被急流沖向岩石接著Tallie來訪頻率，不再是書中一週又一週，而是每隔兩三天，兩人弄毛線圈、擠牛奶、坐看夕陽、曬衣服、併肩漫步⋯⋯顯出感情不斷升溫。

這可能是大家嚮往的退休生活最後到了片中4月22日，Abigail看著Tallie背影，道出她的依依不捨。

目送背影，她乘風疾去，我越退越遠這段3分半鐘影像還有更重要的任務是烘托三天後已到臨界點的告白。

原著是Tallie出現後一週即告白，電影醞釀手法相對細膩。

書中3月11日對這場告白處理得有點曲折。

前面寫了很多其他事情，最後突然寫到在微小燭光下回憶Tallie來訪，氣勢較弱。

此段電影劇本大幅改寫，彰顯Tallie力量，也讓兩位主角大秀演技。

告白之路片中發生於4月25日，這天鏡頭反過來隨著Tallie下山走近Abigail家中，一路跟著背影進入廚房，再像男主人般坐在椅上。

Tallie胸口明顯起伏，好像呼吸急促，等到Abigail回神，她直接破題：Every morning I wake up and I think that I never want to be far from you.看到Abigail沒有同樣反應，只好開玩笑自己寫了詩”O Sick and Miserable Hearts, Be Still”。

小說沒有這種現代告白：我每天都不想離開你其實書中Tallie沒有直接破題，但是無緣無故提到這首詩暗為告白楔子。

Abigail把話題轉到自己從未實現成就大事的期望，長大後只是庸庸碌碌。

Tallie把話題引回，質疑想要感受成就、滿足、喜悅的期望，能不能此刻在我們身上實踐？

在Tallie追問下，Abigail承認兩人親密的感覺達到別無所求的滿足。

下一段吻戲大概在女女電影可以排名前幾大佳作，很難得看到吻戲不只是單純角度和動作，而是欲語還休百轉千折。

Vanessa Kirby努力壓抑的下顎搶盡鏡頭。

下顎搶盡鏡頭電影演出效果較原著青出於藍，比較一下原文描述：She leaned forward and offered me her lips kiss and then turned her cheek, which I then kissed instead. I asked why she hadn’t done as she was going to do, and she had no reply. So I took her hands and then er shoulders and, with our eyes fully open, brought my mouth to hers.原著與電影都用連三次Astonishment and joy表現Abigail感受，但要配上Katherine Waterston雙手敞開仰臥長桌，才算傳達極致喜悅。

Astonishment and joy一般觀眾可能不會注意，片中日期突然從4月25日一下子跳到5月30日，最後如何補回這段缺頁歸功於導演創意。

場景突然變成風光明媚日頭高照。

等到只留兩人同處，馬上激烈擁吻。

Tallie直接結論兩人親密關係能夠利己利人幫助農莊三贏：I believe that intimacy increases goodwill⋯⋯Won't our farms benefit from that? Won't our husbands? 後來畫面切到Abigail獨自裸身在床，暗示兩人已有肌膚之親。

書中沒有這種尺度書中在告白兩週後，雙方才會面。

一見面並沒有激情四射，而是先討論的是彼此的感覺，這是什麼樣感情，該如何應對⋯⋯雙方處於摸索狀態，後來Tallie便提出那個利己利人的歪理緩解焦慮。

她們當時沒聽過針對女同志的批判，對於同性戀情並不感到羞恥，也不存在道德負擔。

這天在原著中激情尺度只限於「微微愉悅」：We spent the interval thereafter consoling each other and allowed ourselves some gentle excitement.接下來一次會面，電影有大幅更動，加入原著中未曾出現對話，兩人竟然談論《李爾王》，大概是北歐導演神來一筆。

場景更是綠意盎然，兩人舖席躺臥在大樹下，Tallie下著紅裙，上衣扣子完全敞開，雖然沒什麼動作，畫面傳達濃厚春心盪漾，不像原著都在屋子裡談話。

綠蔭紅裙，春心盪漾片中當天話題大致源於書中4月1日內容，包含Tallie三行詩、與Finney不和以及殺妻新聞。

最大重點是Tallie認為以前Abigail一直和她保持距離不敢靠近。

書中這個話題僅止於Abigail表示現在會熱情接納Tallie。

但在片中Tallie繼續追問以前你為什麼不敢接納我？

Abigail便提到《李爾王》啟示，樂觀地把牢籠視為保護網，好像暗示Abigail過去用暗戀方式繼續和Tallie見面，現在則可以躲在婚姻掩飾下和Tallie暗通款曲。

不過Tallie表明她不喜歡牢籠。

可想而知Finney作為她的獄吏，比Dyer之於Abigail，更為凶險。

片中這一段添加兩人突然聽到樹枝被踩斷聲音，她們沒有看到人影，回頭繼續談話。

下一幕就是Finney揶揄Tallie在香格里拉午後時光，暗示Finney已經知情，危機逐漸增高。

其實Dyer在生日送禮那天就心理有數書中一週後，仍不見Tallie人影，a hawk has been using a single cloud above us as its own parasol. 在上空盤旋的老鷹象徵不安，電影還加碼讓Dyer雙手血淋淋處理飛禽。

Abigail終於一反過去被動，不想空等Tallie，趁著夜色迫近Finney農莊，用單筒望遠鏡察看Tallie安危。

這是書中最令我感到激昂段落。

這一段天氣運用，電影和原著順序不太一樣。

書中是在大雨過後，Abigail趁雨停了才去偷偷察看Tallie。

片中是察看Tallie之後，雨水落在Tallie往來的山坡路上，Abigail窗戶流下雨滴。

一般而言，下雨的場景通常代表劇中人內心落淚的電影語言。

流淚的山坡路

Tallie再次出現，她和Finney坐在馬車上，邀請Dyer和Abigail前來聚餐。

Tallie不能說話，所以Abigail在書中當天只好紀錄地方新聞。

片中則是讓我們看到這輛馬車走在Tallie往來的山坡路上。

此刻馬車像是負棺的靈車。

赴宴之前，電影做了不少更動，讓Abigail憤怒達到最高點。

Abigail看到Dyer忙著筆記突然惱火，她想到母親說她做完所有家務，只有在買衣服時才會出現在父親筆記上成為一筆開銷。

她感歎女孩還沒成年就出嫁，提前面對人生無盡難題。

這段在書中原是聚餐一週後，看不到Tallie所生感歎，不過片中Abigail不再被動，聚餐一週後就採取行動，這種感歎改到赴宴之前，累積Abigail爆發力。

片中Abigail為了聚餐特別到鎮上購衣（剛好呼應上述買衣才會出現在筆記上的一筆開銷），遇上Manning樓房發生火警，眾人無力滅火，只能眼睜睜看著女孩燒死。

Abigail在大火前咬牙切齒，預告Abigail對即將來臨的悲劇同樣無從著力。

憤怒之火其實這個火災出現在原著Tallie告白同一天，反諷的是書中女孩並沒有立刻被燒死，而是被水潑到受寒，罹患肺炎過世。

在那個艱困時代，不論如何救治都難逃一死。

那場四人餐敘，Finney完全展現父權思維和殘忍暴力性格。

通常為了長期居留會對鄰居保持和諧形象，如此毫不掩飾，顯示他根本不想再待下去了。

席中Dyer和Finney討論到犁鏟，書中只是一句話帶過。

片中大段談起鉸鏈式和圓盤式不同，最後Finney詢問你家的比較好用嗎？

我不寒而慄，Finney把Tallie視為可以更換的不良工具。

片中聚餐一週後，Abigail始終等不到Tallie出現，決定單槍匹馬騎去找她，主動發現Finney農莊已經人去樓空，而不是如書中等到鄰居轉告消息。

片中Abigail自己向警長報告Finney遷居疑點，也不像書中是由Dyer出面。

Abigail因為情緒激動，被Dyer施以鴉片酊鎮定。

他算是相對溫和的男性，但是丈夫對妻子下藥，現代人都會感到不可思議。

可能是因為連Dyer都會用藥物來控制妻子，電影把它延續到Tallie死因，暗示Finney可能用藥過量毒死妻子。

原著最後轉折是Tallie從新居來信。

導演另外加碼演出Dyer想要一起讀信，被Abigail拒絕。

這封信除了描述Tallie悲慘新生活，關鍵點是提供所在位置。

Abigail回信之後，接著就啟程前往探視（其實是救援），這不就是那本地圖集賦予女性行動力的意義嗎！

可惜原著是在Tallie死後，Abigail才啟程，動機已經被弱化了。

片中Tallie收到Abigail回信，電影故意對比Finney不顧Tallie隱私，拿走信件朗讀。

書中Abigail來不及回信，那只是她打算寫下的內容，Tallie到死前一直孤寂無助，沒有得到Abigail安慰。

其實書中Abigail收到Tallie死訊並未馬上動身，她大哭兩天，又被施以鴉片酊，四天後才決定不顧反對探視，Dyer攔阻不成才跟著上路。

原著對三天路程沒有太多著墨，電影影像處理非常豐富，讓Abigail從柔軟女子變身戰士。

Dyer無奈地從床上起身，Abigail俐落整理行囊。

馬車進入峽谷，兩旁是高聳綠林。

Abigail一向藍衣白衣，這次全身穿著紅色代表熱血沸騰。

她內心迴盪Tallie信件，像是強力召喚促她登上征途：do you know what memory it is that I most cherish? It's of you turning to me with that smile you gave me once you realized that you were loved.

我最珍貴回憶是你第一次意識到我愛你而轉身對我微笑此行終點是依舊不假以顏色的Finney。

原著Abigail毫無收穫，連Tallie墓地也無從得知。

片中Abigail還能看到Tallie香消玉殞最後一面。

當她同臥身旁，導演拉出時光機器，一串纏綿悱徹蒙太奇。

從告白之後，片中消失六個星期，自4月26日到6月5日，兩人有時天天相見，直到老鷹開始盤旋⋯⋯我認為這段象徵愛與死並列的纏綿蒙太奇是近期詮釋最好的激情戲。

原著是在筆記上紀錄一段無人知曉秘密情事，電影進一步探索隱藏在筆記沒寫出的激情。

Abigail回到老家，在書中第一句就是她割傷手，像傷了心。

片中Dyer也曾經姆指受傷，那天就是Tallie送給Abigail的生日禮物打敗Dyer的禮物。

片中有一段Abigail默默發願，如果有機會再接近Finney農莊，要用來福槍把他斃了。

書中沒有這一段，因為她在原著性格偏向柔弱。

書中結尾是 I imagine continuing to write in this ledger, as though this was my life. As though my life was not elsewhere. 好像Abigail只是收斂到筆記裡。

電影選擇書中另一段作為結尾，更加催淚。

原著提到Abigail與Dyer只能貌合神離繼續共同生活。

片中Dyer試圖爭取Abigail，她回答 I can't imagine what more we could do for one another...其實這一句在書中是Abigail曾對Tallie訴說。

片中Dyer和Tallie一起追問Abigail，你沒辦法嗎？

Abigail拒絕Dyer。

Tallie則是安慰她：imaginations can always be cultivated.最後Abigail與Tallie閉上雙眼，想像不曾離去的春閨夢裡人。

催生電影The World To Come 短篇小說作者Jim Shepard長於從歷史研究發展故事，本書靈感來自他撿到一本年代久遠的農莊記事本，記錄日常的天氣和作物播種收割等雜事，卻在頁面邊緣出現一行字“my best friend has moved away, I don’t think I will ever see her again.” （我的好友搬走，我再也見不到她了）。

我讀過原著，直覺作者把這段女女戀寫得太溫和含蓄。

當時我不太適應這篇文言文風格，而且兩人在書中會面大約七次，其中三次親密接觸其實相當節制，結尾悲劇收場雖悵然，似乎不夠合情合理，不曉得電影公司看中什麼特別之處？

催生電影第一位推手是Ron Hansen。

他專長美國拓荒時代歷史，是The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford（刺殺傑西 ）原著作者及電影編劇，此片讓Casey Affleck(凱西·艾佛列克)演技開始受到重視廣獲好評，當年奪得National Society of Film Critics（國家影評人協會獎）最佳男配角。

Hansen與Shepard相識，想要聯手推出另一部拓荒時代電影，找上凱西・艾佛列克獲得支持。

時機正好，他得到奧斯卡男主角之後取得Amazon Studios合約，2017年自組製片公司Sea Change Media。

事後來看Hansen最大貢獻是將片中食衣住行細節影像化，尤以凱西·艾佛列克所拿古樸削蘋果器為代表。

片中主角永遠忙著各式各樣粗活，傳統夫妻關係在艱困環境中彼此煎熬，沒有空間追求自己夢想。

然而全由異性戀男子發展這個女女戀劇本，在這年頭欠缺女性觀點恐怕引人非議。

艾佛列克認真考慮Hansen提議，找來第二位電影推手，自家公司的製作人Whitaker Lader出面整合兩位編劇。

團隊努力讓故事更聚焦在兩位女主角，增加相處次數，還原對話和互動。

劇本文字非常優美，我發現幾乎都從小說原封不動搬移，當初閱讀原著並無特別感受，但劇本再透過Katherine Waterston（飾Abigail）詩意旁白， 喜怒哀樂在銀幕上鮮活起來，也幫我真正體會原著女性聲音。

Lader關鍵使命是找到導演。

她曾經在日舞影展擔任電影創投業務，因為日舞工作機緣賞識挪威女導演Mona Fastvold首部作品The Sleep Walker，邀請她來執導。

Mona Fastvold這部電影沒有雄厚資金，但Fastvold不願意妥協數位拍攝、綠幕特效、人工佈景等，她堅持16mm攝影機，取景於羅馬尼亞喀爾巴阡山脈，還要求四季變化真實景觀 ，於是拍攝時程變成非常嚴苛的24個工作天。

劇組就隨著季節更迭多次來回拍攝。

取景地點是人煙稀少沒有車輛行駛的森林深處，工作人員得徒手搬運設備，還要避免山區野狗攻擊。

山路難行導致Vanessa Kirby（飾Tallie）和藝術指導Jean- Vincent Puzos都扭傷腳踝。

Vanessa Kirby第一天就受傷，被劇組揹著移動，好幾場戲改成坐在椅上演出。

不曉得這部片是否證明Lader製作功力，後來她跳槽大型製片公司Imagine Entertainment獲得專屬製作合約。

Fastvold很勇於挑戰旁白。

它常見於回憶倒述、引用書信、表達內心的古老技巧，被現代電影人嗤之以鼻，貶為偷懶取巧。

導演反向操作加重旁白，Abigail不論有沒有和別人對話，常可以聽到她的內心話，甚至壓過對話。

這個旁白效果不像有些喜劇用於表達心口不一致，而是突顯Abigail藉由內心世界忍耐現實生活。

導演從一開始便屬意Katherine Waterston飾演Abigail。

導演認為她能詮釋隱藏秘密。

她很喜歡這部劇本，希望等她生完小孩來接演。

Waterston內斂演出完全符合角色性格。

有些人會訝異她在最後一段纏綿蒙太奇出現胸部激突，其實只是育兒哺乳的附加效果。

選定Abigail之後，要尋找相反特質的Tallie。

導演看中Vanessa Kirby，因為她有種嬉戲精力，能掌握幽默時間點，具有控制權。

為了從蕭瑟冬季突顯Tallie，化妝師Gemma Hoff將她髮色染紅，還加上一點雀斑。

對Abigail而言，紅髮的Tallie就像春天來臨。

原文發表於 https://www.orange-review.com/2021/03/the-world-to-come.html

Katherine Waterston攝於錄音室

Vanessa Kirby攝於錄音室

两位女主非常好，化学作用气贯长虹，抵御暴风雪。

我不反对画外音，从头到尾画外音直接搬字过纸是偷懒，想想编剧之一是短篇小说的原作者先生，肯定是舍不得改。

导演摄影两位主演都尽力了，原料如此，巧妇难为。

令人扼腕的是，说一千道一万的绝世之恋，还是落到那只“我无能为力”的杯具中，想象代替不了一切，只留下酸涩的反高潮。

其实她只需要一本9毛钱的地图册，一匹马。

一支来福枪。

片中拍出了近年最好的初吻之一，农场荒原暴风雪，摄影剪辑一流......但我总觉欠缺点什么。

单纯再现伤痕沉湎痛苦，难免陷入sentimentalism的坑。

我无所谓HE或BE，但是电影需要一个觉醒时刻/cathartic relief，以对抗这压迫和无力，不然，再美的叙事，也终结于虚空。

友邻分享了网友的一段话，我十分赞同。

在我看来TWTC的败笔就是剧本的走向，也反映了直男的思维定式和局限。

无论文字多么好，美则美矣，灵魂缺氧，或曰，灵魂仍是隐约的警告和训诫。

即便他写出情感之绚丽，感叹女人的不幸，仍是那种苦难抒情的调子，单向的抚今追昔，只是赞叹追抚，囿于既定叙事中。

牺牲不可避免，等一等，牺牲的不可避免？

真的没另外的选择了吗？

在漫长的不被看见的历史里，有没有不认命的人，做出不认命的事，被尘埃湮没在男性主导的主流叙事外？

想想华老师的《房客》和其它女性们？

南市买辔头，北市买长鞭，朝辞戴尔去，暮宿丛林边。

若士必怒，伏尸二人，流血五步，今日是也……

再次说，导演三人组非常棒。

但是我愿意跳出剧本“铺陈美丽与哀伤”的逻辑，在“伤”的情绪之外，想一想别的。

网友“Tallie是具有叛逆性格的，她用很‘放’来形容自己，她告诉Abigail小时常不听父亲的话。

我们不要忘记，编剧和原著是直男。

在创作女同角色时会有成见。

他们可以写她逃，跑路；Tallie可以崩了Finney，在那鸟不拉屎的地方没人会发现。

但编剧写她放弃，听天由命，殒亡。

这是他们的选择。

”开始也有写叛逆的性格，写着写着觉得不对，惯性上来，就把她写成美丽与哀愁了。

这是他们的选择。

Abigail平素沉默寡言，但静水流深，谁能预料当人的至爱一个又一个被剥夺时，能产生的爆发力？

他们写她陷入巨大痛苦，在想象中复仇和自洽，这是他们的选择。

父权的压迫和暴力，偏远边陲的生活艰辛，对女性生存的挤压；困境下有情人终究不成眷属，确实非常动人。

这样的书写带来的感动是审美上的满足。

这种抒情仍然是循守陈规的。

感时花溅泪，恨别鸟惊心，确实是好句，也是诗人的情绪，不是花鸟的，究竟诗人不是花也不是鸟，花鸟只是情绪的寄托。

正如在主要是男性书写的历史中，女性是弱者，被欣赏被惋惜者，默认了一怒为红颜的是男人，没想过红颜一怒为红颜。

说到这我又要说华老师，她的好处是拥有另一种想象力，从缝隙中开花发芽，从边缘写出了颠覆，transgression from the margin。

电影瑕瑜互见。

编剧三星。

Mona Fastvold作为导演发挥的余地不多，虽然加入了一些很好的细节，但对剧本没有大改，把大部分创作空间用在调度和视觉语言上了，四星半。

配乐略过火，三星半。

毫无疑问，Katherine Waterston和Vanessa Kirby五星， 如蜜如电。

PS：我很喜欢这部电影，也有issue。

我的issue不在电影，在原著和编剧，在从女性角度看世界和想象力。

从源头上说，原著作者虚构了一位生活于1850年代新英格兰的边远农场女性的家庭，感情和生活。

她和丈夫的关系，她的爱人与丈夫的关系，在故事中不可移除，她们夫妻关系的negotiations，是情节转折的动力。

作者无法或不愿想象男性的缺席。

在视觉化之后，就会有人谈好男人、坏男人、OK男人，也会重复那个固有误解：女人因为没有遇到好男人或婚姻不幸，才去同性那里抱团取暖。

避开热门对比，就说短篇，也是历史小说，虚构的，日记体的，英国作家萨拉·华特斯的《灵契》，没男人什么事，是BE，是完全的女性角度，想象力很大胆。

大小姐是受了哪个男朋友/丈夫的冷遇转而做姬吗？

不存在。

说到历史想象力，维多利亚三部曲的另两部长篇更是想象力丰富。

成王败寇，历史大部分是强者记录，但它有A面和B面，我们何不多去想象没有人写下来的B面。

说一个久远一点的电影，1985年的Desert Hearts，美国，小地方，乡下，银幕之内不见男主。

电影不讨论好男人坏男人。

电影的对焦点，把观众的注意力集中在两位女主如何看待世界，如何对待感情和未来。

这也许才是被期许的world to come。

与好电影的相遇，大多数时候是翘首期盼已久。

而这部电影则并不在计划之内，所以被打动之外更多了惊喜。

因为没有看过任何前期宣传或者预告片，对于这部电影没有任何先入为主的期待。

于是就这样没有准备地被拉进了1856年的新年伊始，一个女人的声音沉静地描述着洗完的土豆上立刻结起了薄冰，在近乎毫无期待中开始了新的一年，不知命运将至。

这部电影令我念念不忘，超越了心中所有过往的佳作。

它是爱情又不仅仅只是爱情故事，在短短不到两小时的时间里试图传达出如此复杂的信息。

看完电影后我又相继在YouTube上看完了2020年9月威尼斯电影节的媒体见面会，以及一系列电影上映后的线上采访。

我想试着结合演员们的谈话内容，来简单地探讨自己的感受。

这是一部文学性极强的电影，旁白和台词的遣词造句都如此优美动人，更像是一部戏剧。

依托这些文字将舞台构建在了罗马尼亚森林中离群索居的农场里。

Katherine Waterston说画外音是这个剧本最初就吸引她的部分。

这种形式对把握度要求很高，一方面它能揭示人物内心活动去补充情节进而推动剧情，而又要注意不能去过度展现。

她们一边拍摄一边录画外音，尽最大努力保证每一段画外音都是深深嵌入每一帧画面中。

Abigail和Tallie非常不同。

Abigail像她的画外音，静水深流，包容一切。

不管是Dyer还是Tallie，她都尽己所能去提供自己所能给的。

Abigail和Dyer的矛盾在于无论他们如何努力，间隙也永远存在，无法在精神上相互连接，就像Dyer永远不会给Abigail买她想要（却不实用又不切实际）的地图。

Tallie则是光和热，她的到来为Abigail注入了生命，那些感情和精神上的需求从此不再蜷缩在狭小的空间里小心翼翼地生长。

世界上还有比这更令人激动吗？

像Katherine说的：你在一个人身上感受到了那些之前从未感受过的，而对方也对你怀有同样的感受。

她们初吻的那段戏怎么夸也不为过，那些细节能拿出来永远分析下去。

Tallie一进门就直接坐在主人的椅子上，像极了在宣布自己的主权（其实是因为Vanessa在片场崴到了脚没法长时间站或走动）。

Tallie在试探的最后关头退却，却由Abigail变被动为主动。

Katherine让Abigail成为一个体贴的人，亲吻的时候会弯下身子，到可以直视对方眼睛的高度。

Abigail说Tallie闻起来像小饼干，饼干是什么味道呢？

是香甜温热的黄油、牛奶和糖。

是妻子的味道，是家。

Katherine Waterston绝对是最适合饰演Abigail的演员，没有之一。

显然制作方也这么认为。

她将能将破碎又坚韧演绎得如此绝美。

Katherine在多个访谈中提到，剧本是在她怀孕期间拿到的，她很感谢他们给了她时间等她生完小孩。

她说好的剧本和导演是每一个演员都想要的，而这个剧本是不会给人时间去犹豫的。

她当时读到了第一段画外音，就决定要出演。

那段画外音没有被剪入正片，Katherine采访里多次背诵道：At night I often wonder if those who have been my intimates have found me to be a steep hill whose view does not repay the ascent. （夜里我经常会想，那些与我亲密的人是不是会发现我是一座风光不值得去冒险攀爬的陡峭山峰。

）Katherine想到的是，这个女人在夜里思索的不是“我从生活中得到了什么”，而是“我为别人提供了什么”。

从拿到剧本到开拍大概有两年时间，她说其实对于演员来说这是很难得的机会，能够花这么长的时间去与一个角色共存。

我想，她那时候怀着孕，要准备一个刚经历丧女之痛的角色，这些感情都不是常人能够体会、更不用说去演绎的。

不难看出Katherine是真的喜爱这个故事，不仅经常在采访中引用电影里的台词，她还在采访中提到这是第一部她拍完之后还会经常去重温剧本。

Vanessa Kirby是Katherine心中Tallie的第一人选，她说，我们甚至不知道如果Vanessa拒绝了我们还能去找谁，感谢她接下了这个角色。

制作团队让Tallie以红发的形象出现，我觉得真的非常符合角色，因为红发比金发更耀眼，它像火焰，既可以冬日中的温暖，又能够焚烧一切束缚。

这部电影的另外一个可贵之处在于男配角们都很优秀，尤其是Casey 不愧是Affleck家更好的那个演员！

这里放一个访谈片段，只一小段却足以表明Katherine将什么样的感情倾注在了这个角色中。

Katherine为了准备角色读过Anne Lister的日记（没错，是《绅士杰克》的历史原型人物）。

她还讲起读过一本十九世纪早期两位女性之间的通信集，说，她们把第一次亲密的那个晚上，定为她们的结婚之夜。

Katherine说：她们那时候显然生活在一个不可能让她们真正结婚的世界里，但那个想法在拍摄电影时始终在我的脑海中。

我不断想起那些读过的故事，它们帮助我塑造了角色。

（对Vanessa说）I don’t think I ever told you, but I would like, when I’m feeling like the surge of love in a scene, I would think I marry you, I marry you. This idea that like, I can’t do it, but I can feel it, I can choose it inside. （我觉得我没跟你说过，但我想的是，当我在一段剧情中感受到无法抑制的爱意时，我会想，我和你结婚，我和你结婚。

那种感觉是，我不能那么做，但是我可以那样去感受，我可以在心中那样去选择。

）（视频戳这里）众所周知，化学反应不是能强求的，要么有，要么没有。

Katherine和Vanessa之间的化学反应还用多说吗？

#威尼斯电影节媒体见面会Vanessa: She’s easy to love.Katherine: You too baby.#访谈Katherine：我是个比较old fashioned的人，会经常手写信和明信片。

Vanessa：上周你才给我写了信。

电影所处的十九世纪，女性是男性的附属物，身体还未完全长成就早早被嫁出去，不能接受教育，只是日复一日做一个照料者，唯有在为自己买裙子的时候才会在丈夫的日志中有存在感。

每个时代都有自己的局限性。

所幸的是不管在哪个时代，总有一些人不循规蹈矩，而试图打破这局限性。

于是一步一步地，女性不再是附属，开始接受教育，可以爱人，可以拥有并且实现自己的梦想。

所有今日拥有的这些众多选择，都是在不远的过去中，有女性对着灰色的选项说，不。

就像Abigail说的：I often wonder at the courage and the resourcefulness of those women. Imagine faring forth into a wildness, hoping to build the foundations of a home. （我经常思索那些女性的勇气和智慧。

想象着深入荒原之中，期望建立起一个家。

）最后，说回到The World to Come这个标题，它也许在某种程度上呼应着Abigail在电影末尾部分的日记中所描述的想象中的世界。

在那个世界中，她与Tallie和女儿Nellie一起生活在别处，Nellie会梳着Tallie在灼灼燃烧的红发，在那个世界里她们拥有过自己想要的生活的选择，不需要被困在笼子里歌唱，也不会再被时间、距离和死亡分离。

我也很期待这个将至世界的到来。

Until then.

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来源：https://subslikescript.com/movie/The_World_to_Come-9738716 Tuesday,January 1st, 1856.Fair and very cold.This morning,ice in our bedroomfor the first time all winter.The water frozeon the potatoesas soon as they were washed.With little pride,and less hope,we begin the new year.On the porchafter sunup,I could hear the low chirpingof sparrowsin the hedgerows that arenow buried in the snow.Dyer has maintainedthat with good health,and a level head,there is alwaysan excellent chancefor a farmer willing to work.He feels he can never fullyrid himself of his burdens.And I'm certain that becausehis mind is in such a bad state,it affects his whole system.He told methis morningthat contentment was likea friend he never gets to see.You're late with the milking.She wasn't suffering.And you?Since our acquisitionof this farm,my husband had kept a ledgerto help him see the year whole.This way he knows what each cropand field paysfrom year to year.And Dyer has asked meto keep a diary of mattersthat might otherwisego overlooked...From tools lent outto bills outstanding.That I have done.But there would be no recordin these dull and simple pagesof the most passionatecircumstancesof our seasons past.No record of our emotionsor fears.Our greatest joys.Our most piercing sorrows.With our child,it was as if I'd foundmy bearings.But I too rarely told herthat she was our treasure.Would you like to try?Like this, papa?That's it.She often seemedseparate from us,as if she was working atjust fitting in where she could.They saw his brothersand sistersand they werethe mouse's family...There is somethingso affectingabout mute and motionless griefand illnessin a child so young.She put her arms around meand said nothing else.But it felt likewe were speaking.I have becomemy grief.I have become my grief."Welcome sweetday of rest",says the hymn.And Sunday is most welcomefor its few hours of quiet ease.As for me.I no longer attend.After the calamityof Nellie's loss,what calm I enjoydoes not derive from the notionof a better world to come.I want to purchase an atlas.- It could be a bother.- No, no. No bother.Who is that?His name is Finney.- His wife Tallie.- Hyah!I met themat the feed store.They seem to keep to themselves.They're renting the Zebrun farm.Monday, February 4th.Why is ink like fire?Because it is a good servant,and a hard master.Did you say something?I want to purchase an atlas.I suppose there are morefrivolous purchasesone could make.I've saved 90 cents of my own.I can't imagine a better wayto spend it.Could buy your husband a gift.What better giftcould I give himthan a wifewho is no longer a dullard?My self-educationseems the only wayto keep my unhappinessfrom overwhelming me.Good afternoon.I've been using a broomon my porch.The snow is so dry.I'm Tallie.Abigail.I hope I'm not intruding.No.I just, I needed to get awayfor the day.The farm is a slaughterhouseright now.My husband is killing his hogs.Would you like to come in?Yes, I'd love that.Or we could just stayout on the porch, shivering.I know it's the dullestof all thingsto have an ignorant neighborcome byand spoil a Sunday afternoon.Oh, no,you're the most welcome here.But I know the feeling.Sometimes, I imagine duringthe Widow Weldon's visitsthat I've been plunged up tomy eyes in a vat of the prosaic.Oh, Widow Weldon!She got going on the countylevy once...She sawI had noticed her hair,and admitted she had been vainabout it as a girl.She said that back then,she'd worn it longerand plaited in a bunat the back of her head.In the winter sunthrough the window,her skin had an underflushof rose and violetwhich so disconcerted methat I had to look away.As always,when it came to speakingand attempting to engageanother's affections,circumstances doomed meto striving and anxiety.From my earliest youth,I was like a pot-bound root,all curled in upon itself.I hope I'm not keeping youfrom something.No.I'm glad you've come.Finney saw your husbandat the cooperage.He mentioned his new methodfor farrowing his piglets.With some asperity?My husband mentions everythingwith some asperity.I told him that once,and...he observed in response thatit seemed to be quite a favorto get a kind word from me.And I told him that if hewas married to himself,he'd soon find outwhat a favor it was.My mother always saidthat having childrenwould resolve that dilemma.My mother made the same claim.And yet...Here we are...Both childless.My daughter, Nellie,would have been five today.Oh.How did she pass?Diphtheria.Last September.I'm so sorry.- Hello.- Oh.Good afternoon.I'm Dyer.Tallie.Oh, it's late, isn't it?I should be getting on.Don't go on my account.Oh, no.That's a nice wrap you have.Thank you.I never receive complimentsfor my clothes.I'm so glad you've come.Meeting you has made my day.It has?Well...How pleasant and uncommonit is to make someone's day.Thursday, February 14th.Dyer's third nightwith the fever.Drink this.I plan on getting sickmore often.My wife smiles at me.Promise me you're not gonna die.That would be the oppositeof my intention.I've restoredhim somewhatwith an enema of molasses,warm water and lard.Also a drop of turpentinenext to his nose.I spent the day reconsideringmy conversation with Tallie.We compared childhood beds...Mine in which the strawwas always breaking upand thinning out.And hers, which was as hard,she claimed,as the Pharaoh's heart.I should betaking care of you.I agree.Her manner is sweetand calm and gracious.And yet her spiritsseem to quickenat the prospect offurther conversation with me.I find that everythingI wish to tell herloses its eloquencein her presence.So how did you cometo meet Dyer?He was the oldest sonof a neighbor.He helped outon my father's farm.And was he instantly smittenby you?He was, wasn't he?He was instantly smitten by you.He admired what he viewedas my practical good sense.You don't countenance wordslike "smitten", do you?I suspect I useall the same words you do.I suspect you don't.In speech,yes, because you're shy.But I bet you're moreaccomplished in your writing.Thank you.Your good sense, that's allyour husband was smitten with?And my efficient habits.That's all?My handy ways.Dyer likes mechanical things.I have no doubt he would'vebeen happierhad he been allowed to pursuethe natural scientific bentof his mind.Circumstances forced himinto farming.And despite all of that,his heart compelled him to you?Well...You would have to ask himabout that.And what would you sayif I asked you?I suppose that as a suitor,he was...not generous, but he was just.And that he was affectionate,if not constant.I wasn't sureof his suitability.But my family felt that moreimprovingmight be in the offing.After all, it is a long lanethat has no turning.You both have muchto be thankful for.We do.It's still too soon.Sorry.Tuesday, February 19th.My reluctance seemsto have become his shame.His nighttime pleasures,which were never numerous,have curtailed even more.And I have so far refusedto engage his persistenceon the subject of another child.Evening.This is myhusband Finney.And you already know Dyer.Our paths have crossed.And this is the Abigailthat I've been mentioning.My wife talks about you asif you're all about the house,and everythingreminds her of you.Oh, well, it's all I can dobut sit cross-legged and morosewhenever she's away.- Come in.- Thank you.The rain so heavythat it broke down our mill.Did you miss me?Yes.You look different.No...Finney seems agreeable.Yes, he is,when he chooses to be.I guess I'msupposed to offer a toast.But when it comesto the social graces,I'm about as smooth as comingdown a rocky hill in the dark.What my husband meansis he's so happyto finally get together,and to see Dyer again.Cheers.Part of what I valueabout my wifeis how she taught me toassociate with my fellow beings.Finney, that's a handsomeneck tie you've chosen.Thank you.But with my neck,my head sticks out like achicken in a poultry wagon.Your tart waswonderfully savory.Oh, did you like it?I'm so glad.I was worried I wouldn'thave enough eggs- because we had an accident.- Oh.My hired hand pulled down abox of eggs and broke two dozen.I announced that he wasunlucky to eggsand no longer allowedto approach them."Unlucky to eggs."I like that.I told him that his shirthad so many holes,he can make a necklace of it.Well, we often wishwe could afford a hired hand.We've suffered a great deal fromthe carelessness of hired hands.Mr. Holt's hired hand is saidto have swum his horseover the canal despite the cold.Really?Yes.Winter's been so hard,sometimes Mrs. Weldon's sonhas had to deliver the mailon skis.Now our letters can get lostat breakneck speed.Did you write letters to Talliewhen you were courting?I did.And did Tallie keep them?Only Tallie knows for sure.Monday, February 25th.Finney and Tallie's bondconfounds me.At times, when their eyes meet,they seem yoked in oppositionto one another,while at other times,there seems a shared regard.There is something going onbetween usthat I cannot unravel.Hold this here.Okay.Thank you.Hello, Dyer.Well, hello.You're off?Yes, to town.Have a good day.She'll be pleased to see you.Happy birthday!Brought you some things.Hand-knitted?I hoped you'd like them.I do.An Atlas!The United States of America.Oh and a little pot ofapple sauce with an egg on top.My feet are freezing.Oh, let me warm them.How's Finney?He's Finney.Ah, it tickles.My husband recordstrespassers in his journals.And this morning,when I asked himwhat he intends to doabout them,his response was so unpleasantthat I...resolved to visit you...so that there would be somethingin my dayother than his meanness.Dyer thinks he hasmany estimable qualities.He does.And he also uses a ledger tokeep accounting of whom I visitand how long I stay.Why?I have no idea.As he's gotten more like this,I've given up tryingto figure outall the peculiarities of his...odd little world.I suppose he's especiallyunhappy with me since...I'm yet to give him a child.What does it feel like?Like nothing at first.But then when she beganto stir...it's like butterfliesflapping their wings.Later, like a rabbit...when she kicked her legsat night.It frightens me.The thought of havingnone of that.And of giving birth.Most of us feel that way.But...when the time comes,I will be there...to guide you through it.Dyer must want another child.I understand.Birthday gifts.A box of raisins.That needle caseyou've been needing.And a tin of sardines.You spoil me.Oh, you got giftsfrom your new friend.She left hours ago.I just saw her leave.The great storm beganwith a faint groaningin the northeast.It was like a noiseof a locomotive.Help!Come closer, girl.It's warmer over here.I'm sorry, I'll be going.You should wait it out.Come on, mare.Dyer!Dyer!Dyer!How long would it bebefore I receive word of Tallie?How long could I wait?How long will the feedin the barn last?Each cow eats 26 poundsof forage every day.You should know that.They start to skinny downafter three days.Heard the newspaper predictsthe storm'll let up by then.But that's probably based onan expert's consultationof a goose bone."In a real crisis of nature,we're all at another's mercy."Yes.My mother liked to say,"We tumble from onemortification to another."When I was seven, an earthquakeknocked down our house and barn.Did I tell you?Never.- An earthquake?- Yes.I remember something woke mebefore dawn.I don't know what.My father was calling out.But I couldn't tear myselfaway from the window.I saw birds flutteringin the air, afraid to set down.The river was roiling,and I couldn't move.And then...Finally, I jumped downto our collapsed stairwell,as all my brothershad done before me.And we all huddled togetherin the dark on the porch.Later, my mother saidthat the dread never fullywent away after that.She said, "What was safe ifthe solid earth could do that?"Mother.Tallie! You're frozen!Tallie! Stay awake!Stay awake!Open your eyes! Open your eyes!Keep your eyes open!Keep your eyes open!Look at me.I would die without you.Then you're safe.Because I am here.Monday, March 17th.Half the chickens are lost.I dug ice and snowfrom their dead open mouthsin an attempt to revive them.Hobnails...For better traction.The Widow Weldon'sson, on his rounds,reported that Talliehad gotten home safely,with, he thought,only a bit of frostbite.We haven't seen your frienddown the lane for a while.Finney took her to Oneonta.So everything is tediousand lonesome?Thursday, April 10th.Biscuits and dried mackerelfor breakfast.Dyer has augmentedthe padding in the cattle penswith his hoardingsof maple leaves and old straw.It always seemsthat Tallie will never appear.But I remind myself that timeand the needle wearthrough the longest morning.And I have notedthat when she does arrive,my heart is like a leafborne over a rockby rapidly moving water.Hello. Oh!Oh! Careful.Stay. Sit, sit.Saturday, April 12th.- I spent the last two days...- Very damp, cloudy and cool.Smoky.Perhaps the forestis somewhere on fire.Your nose is being gracious.Monday, April 14th.A terribly bad spring so far,but the cloverhas come up through it,and is all right.And how's Finney?The soul of patience.He's mentioning again the ideaof migrating west.You're planning on moving west?Perhaps.I had an uncle who moved to Ohioand came to a desperate end.Which is what onemight expect from Ohio.- Tomorrow?- Hm.Thursday, April 17th.Rain in torrentsnearly all night.The lane is floodedand the ditches brim full.This morning,only a slight shower.Tallie came laterthan her usual time today.She offered no explanation.I'm sorry that your childhoodwas anything less than joyous.Joyous it was not.But I made my own happinesses.My husband says, "Godputs heavy stones in your path,it's up to usto step over them."Stones are whatthe fortunate receive.My mother's mother was bornin 1780right here in Schoharie County.I often wonder at the courageand the resourcefulnessof those women.Imagine faring forthinto a wilderness,hoping to build the foundationsof a home.Maybe they had a certain highhopefulness that we don't have.When can you come?Tuesday.- Hello, Tallie!- Good day.Was your afternoon gladsome?Yes, it was, very.- Goodbye.- Goodbye.I felt,looking at her expression,as if she werein full sail on a flood tide,while I bobbedalong down backwards.And yet,I never say on her countenancethe indifferenceof fortunatetowards the less fortunate.Good day.Good day.Are you sick, too?Not at all.I was hoping to compare colds.I'll make you tea and honey?What?Every morning I wake upand I think that I neverwant to be far from you.And under your influence,since you're so good with words,I've composed a poem.It's entitled..."Oh, Sick and Miserable Heart,Be Still."When I was a little girl,I thought I could cultivatemy intellectand do something for the world.But my life has surprised meby being far more ordinary.You're talking about that momentthat I have dreamed about,when we're carried in triumphfor having done somethingwonderful or received at homewith tears and shouts of joy.Do you know what I wonder?Is it possible...that such a moment hasn'tyet come for either of us?I think it has.Or that it could.You do.So what do you think?What do you think about us?I don't know howto put it into words.Well, try.- I have tried.- Well, try again.What do you imagine?I imagine that I lovehow our encircling feelingsleave nothing out...for us to want or seek.I've presumed too much.It's been my experiencethat it's not always thosewho show the leastwho actually feel the least.Just my dog's toenailson the wood.Why didn't you dowhat you attempted to do?I worry you'll catch my cold.You smell like a biscuit.I have to go home.Astonishment and joy.Astonishment and joy.Astonishment and joy.You haven't accomplishedany of your responsibilities.- Do you need assistance?- No, I don't think so.So it's a cold platefor supper tonight?I'll milk the cows.Friday, May 30th.The sunshine streamingthrough the branchesmakes a tremendous farragoof light and shade.We hold our friendshipbetween us and study it,as if it were the incompletemap of our escape.When the day is done,my mind turns to her,and I think,with a special heat,"Why are we to be separated?"Your smile stopped.Is it meant for someone else?Sorry, my mind was elsewhere.We need calico and buttonsand shoe thread.Am I troubling you,sitting here with you like this?Not at all.I may be late coming to it,but I've learnedconsideration of others.I've learned the needfor human sympathyand the unfulfilled want of it.I feel I've provided youwith sympathy.I suppose that's so.The smile returns.Good day.Oh.I believe that intimacyincreases goodwill.And if that's the case,then every minutewe spend togetherwill make usmore cheerful workers.Won't our farms benefitfrom that?Won't our husbands?All our burdenswill be lightened.When she left,I was like a skiff at seawith neither hand nor helmto guide it.They're cleaning out the drainunder the street along the fork.And several peopleare down with fever.Holt came by to hang the bacon.He still hasn't recovered frombeing beaten by two strangers.He had to be hauled to his homein his cart.He said the men who did itwere gonna kill him,and then realized they weremistaken as to who he was.Lately, it seems likeall you talk aboutare highwaymenand house breakers.On the contrary,I often deferto your sensitivities.And I haven't eventold you aboutall the reportsin the county of menwho've poisonedand killed their wivesbecause I haven't found ita fitting subject for supper."Killed their wives,"he used those words?Mm-hm. those words.Have you had any disagreements?Yes, about my wifely duties.I told him that I was opposedto it, that I was not willing.And he accepted that?Well, he hasn'ttouched me since, so...But I made myselffeel better...by composing a poem.Can I readyou the opening stanza?You can read me the entire poem.No, I'll start withthe opening stanza."I love flowering gardens.I love creeping plants.I love walking in the air,but I fear swarming ants."I don't think I cansupport the rhyme.You see why I didn'tread the whole thing?I'm sorry.I've always been contraryand maladroit.Earlier, I... I felt that...whenever I would draw closeto you, you would retreat,and that, if I kept still,you would returnbut you'd stay at a distance,like those sparrowsthat stay in the farmyardand won't come into the house.- That's not how I feel.- How do you feel, then?When I was in school,the teacher had meread "Cordelia"to an older boy's "King Lear."Near the end of the play,the king and his daughterare imprisoned,but he views itin a positive way."Come, let's away to prison,"he says."We two alone shall singlike birds in a cage."Imprisoned...In a positive way?Well, maybe that one has to readthe entire play.It may be only in playswhere peopleare imprisonedin a positive way.You don't think there's a cagethat could work to our benefit?I just...I only know that...I've never liked cages.I hope you had a good afternoonin Shangri-La or Timbuktu,wherever it is you've been.I had a busy afternoon, yes.I would think.Five hours you've been gone.I went to the drapers.I couldn't find anythingI liked.Then I stopped by the tinkerfor a sack of coffee,but he's now asking 60 cents,and I only had 50.Then I thought I would buy youa treat of some kind,but Mr. Arnolds reminded methat I still owedfor my last transactions so...I was forcedto close up my purse.Tell me everythingabout your day.Don't hold anything back.You're not interested inhow your wife spends her time.I don't feel I have a wife.I feel I have a selfish whorewho...who'd rather wander offto another man's housethan contribute any labor.Well, Dyer was offin the fields,and her houseis on the way back home, so...So it's just Abigail and youtittering and gossipingaway the hours?Enjoying each other's company.I have certain expectations,and you have certain duties.We've talked all night and dayabout your expectations.I will not stay with a womanif it continually requirescontention.Well, then you shouldn't staywith me, should you?Don't ask for morethan you can handle.Sunday, June 8th.All afternoon, a hawk has beenusing a single cloud above usas its own parasol.To ward off others of its kind.Our whole house nowseems both angry and repentant.God help us.When three days went bywithout a word from her,I stole over to her houseto look on herfrom what I imagined to bea vantage pointof perfect safety.By turning the lens piece,I could draw her face nearer,and hold it thereuntil she turned away.Her image provokeda sensation in melike the violencethat sends a floating branchfar out overa waterfall's precipicebefore it plummets."For the wife does not havethe authority over her own body,but the husband does.Do not deprive one another,so that Satan may not tempt youbecause of your lackof self-control."Ephesians 5:33. "Submit to yourown husbands, as to the Lord..."Monday, June 9th.Merciful father...Turn the channel of events.Wednesday, June 11th.Dyer has been silent all day,and I was happy to be leftin my solitude.Hello!Tallie...We haven't seen you for days.Have you been ill?- Nothing serious, I hope.- Ho!She's been under the weather.- Good afternoon.- Good afternoon.We want to invite you to dinneragain this Saturday next.But it's our turn.We should be feasting you.In the meantime,please be our guests.We'd love to.Six?- Six it is.- Hup!My mother once told mein a furywhen I was a little girlthat my fatherasked nothing of herexcept thatshe work in the garden,harvest the produce,preserve the fruit,tend the poultry,milk the cows,manage the household duties,and help out in the fieldswhen needed.She said she appearedin his ledgeronly when she purchased a dress.Am I anywhere in there?I'm recording spring expenses.And how havethings changed?Daughters are married offso youngthat everywhere you looka slender and unwilling girlis being forced to stema sea of tribulationsbefore she is even full-grownin height.That's its purpose!Come on. Come on.Morning.Morning, Jim.Morning, ma'am.I've got a new book for you.Do you know,I'd actually like to seethat blue dress you have there.All right, lady.Over here!It's two and a half.I'll take it.My change?Thank you.The Mannings' oldestdaughter tipped over an oil lampand it set the house ablaze.- Fire!- Ho! Ho!- Fire!- Before she was drivenfrom the house by the flames,she heard calls from her sister,who was trappedin the upper loft.Get her out of there.Cassie!Get her out!Get her out!Your wife is to be commendedon her hospitality and cooking.I can recall the day...No, thank you....when every family was fed,clothed, shot, sheltered,and warmed from the productsa good wifegathered withinher own fence line.I heard down by the loggersthat Mrs. Mannings' oldestgot fiercely burnedin the house fire.- Cassie.- And died.Yes, she did.Well, as my father used to say,"The supreme disposerof all eventsdoes sometimes disappointour earthly hopes."What a marvelous hanging lamp.Finney purchased it sothat everyone could readwith equal ease around the room.I wasn't brought up to readover much,but I do believe a fathershould give his childrenevery chance to improve.Children being a sore pointin this household.And yours, I'd expect.You'll have to forgivemy husband.Even so,whatever misfortunesarrive at my doorstep,I seek to improve my lotwith my own industry.I...I study my options closely,and just attend to everythingwith more vehemence.Well, then you should becommended for that.I'll give you an example.When I first began farming,I was so vexedat my own inabilityto stop my dogs barkingthat one January,during a storm,I held the dog aroundthe corner of the barn in a galeuntil it froze to death.I nearly froze to death myself,at least froze my hands,even with my heavy work gloves.That is reprehensible.Did I see outsidethat you use an old shovel plow?Well, since you're interestedin my machinery,I have a hinged harrowthat's been giving me trouble.The spikes catch the rocksand roots, and they break off.Well, our harrowhas upright discs.Work better?Yeah, it seems to.Bring the desserts.I think we're stuffed.My husband insistson his pastriesand preserved fruits and creams.Well, good.What is happening?Are you in danger?What happened to your neck?No, I just took a fallover a fence.I hadn't heard.There are many things aboutwhich you haven't heard.Back at the table,Tallie kept strict custodyof her eyes.Her husband's moodseemed to have darkened.He served the pastriesand creams himself,leaving only her plate empty.Saturday, June 21st.My heart a maelstrom.My head a bedlam.A whole weekand no visit from Tallie.No word.My anxieties often force meto stop my workand pace the houselike an inmate.I have to see her.Ho, ho!Tallie! Tallie!What has happened?They're gone.And no goodbye?We need to call the sheriff.And report what exactly?That our neighbors moved?It's the Zebrun farm.They were renting.I'll go then.For what reason?There's blood!And you never had an accident?So we'll just do nothing?I'll make the roundsof the neighbors.And if we are not satisfied,we can take your fearsto the sheriff.Thank you.Monday, June 23rd.Dyer said Mrs. Nottowayrecalled spotting their caravanon the country road in thelate evening, heading northwest.Mrs. Nottoway?She believed she spiedTallie's figurealongside her husband'sbut was unsure.A hired hand, she thought,was driving the second wagon.Sunday, June 29thI spotted the sheriffon his way to church.I conveyed my accusations,to no response.Dyer said that no one wouldinvestigate a crimewithout evidence that a crimehad been committed.Calm myself?I refused to calm myself,so he tied me to a chairand administered laudanum.Monday, June 30th.Bleary and short of breathfrom the laudanum...I wake weeping,retire weeping,stand before my duties weeping.Sunday, July 6th.I am a library without books,a sea of fear,agitation and want.Dyer speaks of how much wehave for which to be grateful.I sit violently consciousof the ticking clockwhile he weepsat what he imaginesto be his own poor,forgotten self.Wednesday, July 9th.Despite some hourswithout the laudanum,I was so befoggedand wild with griefthat Dyer left mefor the afternoon,unsettled and wary of my state.Tuesday, July 22nd.- Weldon?- Good day.The renters at Zebrun's farmare gone.Did they leavea forwarding address?No. You've got a letter.Hyah.Is it from her?It is.- Oh.- Origin?Onondaga County. Do you know it?It's north of Syracuse.Are you gonna read it?To myself.Abigail, Abigail, Abigail.I'm sorry that all I haveto send you is this letter,and I'm sorry for allthat a letter cannot be.Even the best letteris just a little bit of someone.I'm sorry I never gotto say goodbye,and I'm sorry that we seemto have tradedone sort of misery for another.It turns out that houses deepin the backwoodsalways seem to be awful andunnatural in their loneliness.If there were onlya ruined abbeyaround here with bats in it,the view would be perfect.Our roof is ramshackle and shedswater nicely in dry weatherbut we have to spread milk pansaround the floor when it rains.Still, outside the kitchen,there are already anemonesand heart's-ease,and even prettier flowerswhich my stupiditykeeps me from naming for you.I believe I've enjoyed myselfless these last few weeksthan any other femalewho ever lived.During what little timeI have to myself,Finney reads aloudinstructions for wivesfrom the Old Testament.But when it comes to the Bible,I have to say thatthere are a lot of passageshe may know word for word,but which haven't touchedhis heart.I can't account for his stateof mind except to saythat my company must beintensely disagreeable to him.And if that's the case,I'm sorry for it.Ho...Good afternoon!Afternoon.Whoa.Hey.I've got something for you.There you go.Thank you.Good day.Hyah. Come on.- Is it for me?- From Schoharie County.- Your Abigail.- Give that to me.Give it. Finney, give...Finney!"What's to becomeof the thousands of our sexscattered out in the wildernessand obligedto tax our strengths?I feel as if,at that selfsame hourwhen our prospectswere brightest,that in the dim distancea black shadow approached.And yet still,imagine the happiest of unionsfor us of the sortin which two families previouslyat daggers drawnare miraculously broughttogether on love's account.It is your faceI bear through the night.It is to you I devotea dreaming spacebefore I turn myself to sleep,but there is no sleep.It's as if within me everythingclamors for air,and I thinkif it's like this now,what will it be like later?I send you what loveand support I can.I send you all my heart's hopes.Abigail."Please knowthat force alonecouldn't have gotten me hereto a place like this.I was told I had to actin support of interest,happiness and the reputationof someone I once loved.As far as I can figure,we're now still only about85 miles apart.But of course,people like usdon't go on long visits.Dyer refused firstto permit my departure,and then to accompany me,and only caught up to the cartat the end of our propertyand climbed aboard.We were the very pictureof anguish,rattling along side by side.The night was fair and warm withthe appearance of a coming rain.A shower.It's so hardto write abouthow much I want to thank you,but I have to start somewhere.Abigail...I want to tell you that beingwith you, even alone,has been like being a partof the biggestand most spacious communityI could ever imagine.I feel closer to youthan I would a sister sinceeverything amazing that I feel,I chose to feel.And do you know what memoryit is that I most cherish?It's of you turning to mewith that smile you gave meonce you realizedthat you were loved.I have no way of knowingwhat is to come,but I do knowthat all of the trustand care and courage we shared,that will all shine on usand protect us.You are my city of joy.You are my city of joy.Whoa.Might I askyour business?We've come to see Tallie.Where is she?I heard you on the road.You made such a racket.I took you for the tin knocker.We've ridden for three days.We are not leavingwithout seeing her.I'm not concerned with what youwill or will not leave without.Keep a civil tongue,friend.Where is she?I treated her with tea of sootand pine-tree rootto good effect,but sickness always testsour willingnessto bow beforethe greatest authority.My guess isthat it was diphtheria.No!There is somealienation from marital...What time is it?I don't care.- I have to go.- You're gonna make a mark.Come on.Come on.Come on.Sunday, August 31st.Weather very hot and sunny.I cleaned out the shedwhich was full of rustyand dusty rubbish,washed the windows,and preserved applesfor the winter.Fourteen dollars from the saleof our milk and butter.I have cut my handwith a paring knife.I console myselfwith the convictionthat someday in the futurewhen Dyeris forced to travel to Syracusefor feed or supplies,I will join him,and take his rifleand go to Skaneatelesand kill Finney where he sits.Dyer has been at workon the barn.Each day,we enact our separation.Sometimes after it gets dark,we walk over the hillsacross our upper fieldsfor the wide, wide view.And Dyer tries to imagine usas we were,while I try to imagine Tallieand that cordialand accepting homethat existed solelyin our dreams.I imagine Tallie and Nelliesomewhere together,and Nellie running her brushthrough Tallie's hair.I imagine banishing foreverthose sentiments of my ownthat she chastened and refined.I imagine resolving to dowhat I can for Dyer.And I imagine continuingto write in this ledger,here,as though this was my life.As though my lifewas not elsewhere.I've always fearedthat I would bring misfortuneto those I loved.Are you really saying nothingto that?I don't know where to start.I can't imagine what morewe could do for one another...with our constraints.You can't?I can't.You can't?Well, then...It's a good thing we rememberthat our imaginationscan always be cultivated.

我是没有书的图书馆I am a library without books我是恐惧 焦虑和欲望的海洋a sea of fear,agitation and wantWhen the day is done,一天结束my mind turns to her,我的思绪就飞向了她and I think,with a special heat. 还带着一股特殊的激情I believe that intimacy increase goodwill. 我相信亲密会增加善意And if that's the case,如果是这样的话then every minute we spend together,然后我们在一起的每一分钟will make us more cheerful workers. 会让我们成为更快乐的工人

“你闻起来像饼干”

“下了一整夜倾盆大雨”

“仿佛那里有新鲜空气”

“思念她的面庞”

“保持自我”

“没有手也没有舵来引导”

“如果我不曾见过太阳，那么我不会惧怕黑暗”不是表达最少的人，感受就最少。

“你是千堆雪，我是长街，日出一到，彼此瓦解”我们通过信件传递彼此孤独与爱意。