告诉蜜蜂

打出了今年第一个五星，因为这是一部会让你笑到眼里，记到心里，看完后坐在椅子上默默发上一段时间呆的电影。同时成就了今年我觉得最美的一个吻。1952年的苏格兰小镇无疑是保守的，没有什么比人们的秘密传播得更快。战后退役的男人早已被炮火磨灭了心智，后方幸存的女人日复一日在工厂里劳作指望着微薄的薪水。而就在这样一个死气沉沉，永远湿漉漉的地方，Lydia遇上了Jean。Lydia原来是快乐的。她有着无法拒绝的美丽脸庞，带着一股小叛逆的活力。打开音乐，她的双脚就会自然的舞动，轻轻的摇摆加上一点点旋转，毫无章法的撞到你的心里。但是现在的她是痛苦的，她相信了在舞会上一起浪漫的男人，怀着查理和他回到了他的家乡。但是战后的他完全变了，毫不犹豫的离开自己的妻子，留下一栋吃着房租的“家”和10岁的儿子。Jean原来是幸福的。家境优渥，受着良好的教育，有疼爱自己的父亲，有感情深厚的好友。她喜欢和朋友一起在树林里散步闲聊，日子仿佛是完美的。但是现在的她是孤独的，怀着不能说也不能忘的秘密远走他乡，在异地的住宿学校就读，直到父亲去世，她才鼓起勇气回到家乡接受了医生的工作，守着诺大又凄清的宅院，渴望着不再漂泊。直到一个下午，Lydia的查理闯进了她的花园看望她的蜜蜂。她们相遇的时候都不是最好的自己。一个无依无靠，工作苦闷，生活似乎难以为继，自己也似乎隔绝于任何人任何事，一边深爱着儿子，一边也看不到未来。另一个医术卓越，沉稳镇定，工作和内心却都被过往的旧事束缚，救不了能救的人，也没有朋友与家人。当两个人第一次见面，彼此都似乎点燃了一点点喜悦与期待。我觉得故事最打动我的一点是两个女主角都是脆弱的，难过的，孤独的，痛苦的，但是当她们在一起，你可以感受到女性间相互激发出的骨子里的坚韧，那种相互安慰，相互关心，相互扶持的瞬间，你可以看见两个人眼神里情感的变化。两个演员的表演无疑是优秀的。饰演Lydia的话Holliday用一个点烟的动作，就把角色当下的崩溃，绝望到自暴自弃的情绪变化传达得淋漓尽致。遇到Jean之后，一个洗澡时的回眸，一个注视的眼神，又把Lydia原有的活力与魅力找了回来，眼波撩动。而饰演Jean的Anna则把一个善良，受过高等教育的精英女性塑造得克制优雅。她的矜持与镇定是过往折磨的反复提醒，她看似绝对的理智下是对陪伴最深的渴求。但有趣的是，两个演员的性格似乎与角色完全相反。映后答疑，Anna幽默开朗，而Holliday则往往安静回望。（两个人都是真人比画面更好看，默契的礼服在灯光下亮晶晶。）影片间两个人的对戏极为自然，个别片段我觉得处理得非常美，导演极为优秀的把握住了那一条分界线，似有若无的触碰，若即若离的亲吻，在衣衫滑落的一刹那偷走你的呼吸，还给你以享受。谈到彼此间的配合，两位女主演说到如何培养默契，就是提前花两周，just talk，去了解对方，明白对方的safety points，给予对方信任。也互相探讨排练两人间 body language, body moves 以求呈现更好的效果。为了更贴近苏格兰口音，Holliday戏外请教自己的妈妈与外婆，而Anna更是和自己的教练练到绝望。导演八年磨一剑，无论是服装道具，还是取景配乐，你都能够体会到工作人员的用心。导演，编剧，原作作者，制片人都是女性，也让这部电影从头到尾有一种体谅的温柔。她爱她，但她们依旧是她们，没有任何事改变。她们不一定要在一起，但她们永远在一起。两人结尾的一个吻，就像“胜利之吻”，许给对方一个全世界的爱与幸福。

《告诉蜜蜂》的电影情节，虽然始终围绕着两位成年女性的关系，却借助了孩子的眼睛来讲述。影片开始，男孩查理好奇地观望着蜂巢里的世界，一个绝大多数成员都是雌性的微型社会。随着影片进行，观众同他一道开始了对这个世界的探索。令人诧异的是，原来“女王蜂”并非绝对统治蜂群的唯一权威，蜂群同样能够集体决定是否分群、养育新王，甚至处死与群体行为相悖的蜂王。

而查理的母亲，一名人类社会中的“工蜂”，显然没有那样大的力量。她在工厂拼命劳动，却难以独自承担房租与抚养儿子的支出。最终，因为一次操作失误，莉迪亚被工厂解雇。丈夫已经抛弃家庭，而父亲也拒绝收信和帮助。当初因为婚姻来到陌生小镇的莉迪亚，顿时孤立无援。刚刚搬回镇上的女医生珍为莉迪亚提供了管家的工作，解决了母子二人的燃眉之急。事实上，珍大概早已了解到她们的困境。最初，查理遭到同学霸凌受伤，由表姐安妮带来看诊，从此认识了医生。男孩拙劣的谎言无法瞒过珍，她是极其敏感的人，即便表面上未动声色。这样的特质，不仅因为职业和观察蜜蜂的爱好，还因为她自身的秘密与经历：她是一个曾经爱上同性的女人。

二十世纪上半叶，同性恋（以及像安妮那样跨种族的恋爱）远未被大众接纳。两个女人的亲密关系，势必成为丑闻。而英国又是如此憎恶、同时却无法停止嗅探丑闻的社会。年少的珍和女友因此遭到恶徒袭击。女友最终重伤不治，珍则被父亲从小镇送到外地。对这段伤痛的忌惮，和一次次在他乡的辗转，或许是珍心思细腻敏锐的缘由。但她从来不是怯懦逃避的女性，她可以独自照料令普通人害怕的蜜蜂；受到病人家属讥讽仍然前去复诊；在湖边，也是她毫不迟疑地跃入深水，打捞查理漂远的小船。她害怕的，大概是自己成为爱人受到伤害的诱因。于是在身处关系时，越是渴望亲密，越是被动犹疑，甚至刻意维持距离。

莉迪亚的出现，让珍重新感受到了已经隐藏太久的自己。然而就在二人间情愫日益滋长的同时，过去的悲剧似乎也正暗暗酝酿。最强烈的冲突，在蜂群分化前最为不安的那个夜晚爆发。莉迪亚不负责任却擅用暴力的丈夫闯进房子，试图逼迫莉迪亚就范。与此同时，医生则在急救被母亲强行堕胎而生命垂危的安妮。两边的平行镜头，共同诉说着女性身体所遭受的创痛。这些镜头没有在令人发抖的场面上调转，也透露出一种直面的态度。幸而最终她们都得到了拯救：被蜂群，或者另外的女性—— 仿佛是一些“自身”的倒影。只是这样的拯救，不免富于童话色彩。或许为了避免过分圆满失真，电影改写了小说中珍与莉迪亚携手远走高飞的结局。这能够视为对逃避的一种批判，但也是另一种太乐观的期许：珍骄傲而勇敢地在故乡留下来，甚至得到了曾经敌视她的人的认可。然而那却难以解释她对莉迪亚的谎言，以及莉迪亚母子的去向—— 他们从小镇出走了，可是她能走出作为人类工蜂的命运吗？电影在对时代变革的憧憬中匆匆落幕，似乎一切都将变得豁然开朗。然而你我明白，历史的轨迹并非一往无前。在今日的世界，一个偏颇地站在“他”那边的法案仍然得到通过，一个依旧有人“只能安静做工，无法抱怨”的世界，孩子的眼睛又会见到怎样微小与宏大的景象呢？

p.s. 写的时候偶然发现，今天，5月20日恰好也是世界蜜蜂日。蜜蜂日快乐！p.p.s. 看到片尾原著小说作者是 Fiona Shaw 吓了一跳，查了一下才发现是和演员Fiona同名的作者~(想起新一集killing eve还没有看，看剧快乐！)p.p.p.s 找到了华老师（是的就是那个华老师）和原著作者的一段对谈：Sarah Waters Interview with Fiona Shaw

Tell it to the Bees by Fiona Shaw原著结局是HE, 三人决定前往另一个国家，没有影片中车站告别的那一吻41The sky sat upon their shoulders, so low and so grey, and their movements in the cold day were thick and imprecise. The ground was soft with the rain, and earth soon clodded their boots. The hives were heavier than Jean remembered.Slowly they lifted, slowly they manoeuvred. Every so often she would stop and look around her, as if storing up her fill of it against the future.Charlie ran about, helping, and Lydia came out for a while, wrapped up in Jean’s old coat.There was everything left to do, and nothing at all. They had come to their decision in an instant three months ago but spoken of it to nobody, not even Charlie, till they knew they could go. Now they were leaving and, for the time being, they would take only what they needed.Jim drove the car slowly across the silent Sunday town. Behind, in the trailer, the four hives and Charlie.‘You found someone quickly, for the hives,’ Jim said.‘Yes.’ Jean looked out at the town.‘You’ve gone already,’ Jim said. ‘Haven’t you?’‘I didn’t choose it.’‘You chose something. Are you taking the cat?’‘She’ll like it. The heat. The insects.’‘And us?’‘You’ll visit. For ages. We’ll visit.’They sat in the kitchen and drank coffee. Lydia sat with them. She wrote on a list, and crossed things off. Sometimes she smiled at what they said, but she didn’t join the conversation. This was not her farewell.Charlie was in and out, buzzing, excited. Often, Jean saw, he would brush by Lydia, or pause, and she would put a brief hand on his hair or drop a kiss to his shoulder. Jean saw that till he left the room, Lydia’s eyes didn’t leave him. She wouldn’t let him go.‘You have money enough,’ Jim said.‘I’ll write before we’re on the street,’ Jean said.‘Viale, not street. Or strada.’‘What will you do?’‘I will not worry,’ Jim said.‘We’ll be careful. It’ll be easier in a foreign country.’‘You’re a doctor. Everybody sees you.’Jean shook her head.‘Only if they need to. We’ll be careful. We’ll be strange already, for being English.’‘And I will not miss you in the Red Horse on Thursdays. I will find another oldest friend to put in your place.’The doorbell rang and Lydia went to see.‘You know there was a whip-round at the factory,’ Jean said. ‘Like they do when a girl gets married.’‘That’s a nice gesture,’ Jim said.‘Pam organized it. She left the money in the porch with a note. Lydia didn’t show it to me, but it made her cry a little.’‘Does she know what happened?’‘She knows that Annie lost her baby. Nothing else. She’s been round with Annie every day almost. Made her promise that she’ll visit us before the year is out.’‘Do you think she will?’Jean shrugged. ‘I don’t know. But I don’t think Lydia could bear to go without the promise.’She got up and fetched the jug of coffee.‘Lydia’s learning the language so quickly. More quickly than me,’ she said. ‘We have a book. But I’ve done my other homework. I’ve written some letters and made some telephone calls. I can practise over there and I’ve established that there are plenty of sick people. English-speaking sick people. So I’ll get to work on them while I’m learning new words.’‘Then you are as set as you can be, though it might take some getting used to. A foreign country and foreign ways. What about here? Have you cured everybody here?’‘Everybody who will be cured.’Sarah and the little girls came at lunchtime and Charlie showed the girls the four squares in the grass where the hives had been.‘They’re like windows,’ he said.‘What to?’‘It doesn’t matter, so long as you can look through them.’He chased them to the bottom of the garden, roaring like a lion; and a while later they went home.They packed Charlie’s shelves that evening, each thing wrapped in old news till the holdall was full. Though it was late now, he swore he would not sleep. Lydia turned off his light and went downstairs.‘Is he excited?’ Jean said.‘He said it would be like a new world to look at. He said you had told him so.’Jean kissed the woman she would leave her life for, run away for.‘He’s right,’ she said.