一个人有一种天赋有一些梦想，还有一点悲伤。他没来过，没留下，却带走一种不为我们所知的人生...
用钢琴演绎出了自己人生最华美的乐章 1900!!!
海上钢琴师 唯一一部在我心灵最深处留下烙印的影片
1900是世界上最单纯 最悲哀的人
在这个现实的社会.
每个人都迷茫了.
只有1900坚持自己.
其实上只有他是最真实的,
比我们每个人都要来的真实.
生于船，长于船，死于船
愿天堂里有钢琴..........
哭不为别的,就为那份感动,MAX最后哭了 所以你看完这部片把1900当朋友了的话 哭了很正常 我觉得最感动的是1900最后那翻话"我就象没存在过的人,对你除外,因为只有你才知道我还在这条船上"
"所有的城市 看不到尽头 可以给我看看尽头吗？
当年 我踏上跳板 不觉得困难 我穿上大衣很神气 我自认为很有地位 我不加思索的下船 那不是问题
我停下来 不是因为所见 是因为我没看见的 连绵不绝的城市 什么都有 就是没有尽头 我没看见的就是它们延伸到哪 世界的尽头
拿钢琴来说 音有始有终 88个音 没有一个能告诉你有什么不同 它们不是无限的 你是无限的 你用88个音做出来的音乐是无限的 我喜欢那样 我可以生存下去
你带我跳上踏板 用很多琴键组成键盘 那就是事实 它们毫无尽头 键盘是无限大的 无限大的键盘 怎奏得出音乐? 你搞错了 是神圣的钢琴
你看见街道了吗? 好几千条
你怎么选择? 一个女人 一间屋子 自称是你的一片地 看着一片风景 一条通向死亡的路
重重的负担 你又不知道哪是尽头 你不害怕分开吗? 想一想身在其中的压力
我在这艘船上出生 世界匆匆而过 一次载客两千 带着很多祝愿 但仅限于船头与船尾之间
在有限的琴键上 我自得其乐 我过惯那样的日子
陆地 对我来说是太大的船 是个太美的美女 是太长的航行 太浓的香水 是篇无从弹奏的乐曲
我不能离开这条船 我宁可舍弃自己的生命"
影评
He's a man so brave, that he can play the imaginary piano when exploded with the ship he was born, lived and died in. Yet he's a man so scared, that he cannot face the infinite city life we are living everyday. He's a man so intelligent, that he can play the piano as if he has four arms (or I'd rather say, he has God's arms). Yet he's a man so stupid, that he chose to gone with the wind while he's other choice could be marrying a beautiful woman and having a child. He's a man so perceptive, that he could use his music language to describe exactly others' feelings. Yet he's a man so insensitive that he'd rather disappear after a gentle kiss on his beloved while she's asleep than unburden himself and tell her "ILU".
But one thing is for sure: this man is a real artist--pianist. Only a man like him can dance with the piano in a terrifying storm. Only a man like him can give up the first two bouts of a duel, and beat the competitor entirely, convincingly, potently in the last bout. Only a man like him... can have such a beautiful story to tell...
This man is Danny Boodmann T.D. Lemon Nineteen Hundred, who is also known as simply "1900". A man never existed. He has never set foot on land in his entire life. No ID. No passport. No Visa. No parents. No birthday. Nothing in the world belongs to him except his music.
So he played. For the first class guests. For the third class members. For the girl at the window. For the darkness of the night. For the heartbeat of his own. For the sea-- his eternal home.
He had once wanted to get off the ship. To meet his girl and to hear the voice of the sea, as he always wanted to. He hugged friends goodbye and waved and went down. But his pace became slower and slower, and finally stopped. As he described at the end of the movie:
"Nineteen Hundred: All that city. You just couldn't see the end to it. The end? Please? You please just show me where it ends? It was all very fine on that gangway. And I was grand too, in my overcoat. I cut quite a figure. And I was getting off. Guaranteed. There was no problem. It wasn't what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn't see. You understand that? What I didn't see. In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end. There was no end. What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end. The end of the world... Take a piano. The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are eighty-eight of them, nobody can tell you any different. They are not infinite. You are infinite. And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite. I like that. That I can live by. You get me up on that gangway and you're rolling out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions of keys that never end, and that's the truth, Max. That they never end. That keyboard is infinite. And if that keyboard is infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play. You're sitting on the wrong bench. That's God's piano. Christ! Did, did you see the streets? Just the streets?There were thousands of them! And how do you do it down there? How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die... All that world is weighing down on me, you don't even know where it comes to an end, and aren't you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? The enormity of living it? I was born on this ship, and the world passed me by, but two thousand people at a time. And there were wishes here, but never more than fit between prow and stern. You played out your happiness, but on a piano that was not infinite. I learned to live that way. Land? Land is a ship too big for me. It's a woman too beautiful; it's a voyage too long, a perfume too strong. It's a music I don't know how to make. I could never get off this ship. At best, I can step off my life. After all, I don't exist for anyone. You're an exception, Max, you're the only one who knows I'm here. You're a minority, and you better get used to it. Forgive me, my friend, but I'm not getting off."
He didn't get off. That's what he said and he did. As I mentioned above, he died with the ship, in the explosion. I believe at this point of the movie, no body can hold their tears back.
By the way, this movie is Directed by Giuseppe Tornatore, who is also the director of Nuovo cinema Paradiso and Malèna. Some people say the legend of 1900 is the director's compromise to Hollywood-style-commercial movie. Well, I know nothing about this kind... It's a excellent movie. Much I could say.
