我的小狗斯齐普

半夜打开电视看的时候，只剩下后半段。
小男孩趴在手术后昏迷的Skip身边，轻轻说，没有你我该怎么办。
没有你的陪伴，上天入地，我只是我。

这样的午夜，当周围全部寂静的时候，听见有个小男孩这样安静的说。
仿佛我也成为他的一部分。
记忆中这样的场景被勾起来。

可是，我也是在上学时候听到这个消息，没有来得及见宝贝最后一面，它的痛苦，我不曾安慰。
可是，很多东西化在血液里，成为自己无法分割的，一直存在。

最感人的电影是，跟现实有太多契合，
原来，人的很多感情真的是很相通的。


没看完，只选了推荐。
我不知道，对于别人来说，这部电影是什么样子的。
对我，给了我那么多回忆，很足够了。

大多数人对于宠物的电影都无抵抗，我也是。
一开始以为又是一部狗狗陪着主人长大到老的故事，没想到影片只截取了童年的部分。
前半段的拍摄方式和阿甘正传感觉有些相似，小男孩的不受待见，以及狗狗带给他新奇的世界。
影片的高潮就是棒球赛男孩打了狗狗，惊了所有人。狗狗就像所有女猪脚一样悲伤的跑走了，并酗了酒- =
感觉影片有些点并没有展开。。
遇到坏人没搏斗？
和黑人相遇无交流？
丁克和爸爸的遭遇？
和小女朋友长大没交代？

不过还是比较感人，狗狗活了过来。当然最后还是死了。。
PS:小男孩长得像冠希0 0

一个男孩，因为有了一只小狗，童年变得丰富、有趣。
但这绝不仅仅是关于人和狗的友谊，还有一些更深的东西。
Like all dogs, Skip was colorblind.
He made friends easily with people of all races and origins.
以及战争对身心带来的摧残。

看到后面，又泪流满面。
想念短短。

Memory is a funny thing.

Recollections slip in and out and around in time leaving plenty of room to weave and backtrack. and drift and glide.

In my life, I've found that memories of the spirit linger and sweeten long after memories of the brain have faded. My fondest memories are of my childhood days back in Yazoo, Mississippi.

I can still see the town now. Ten thousand souls, and nothing doing.Where the old men sat drowsily in straw-bottom chairs watching the big cars with out-of-state plates whip by.

Drivers hardly knowing and certainly not caring what place this was. There was a war going on then.And it touched our lives every day. War, President Roosevelt reminded us required everybody to make sacrifices. And boy, we did.

The cotton grew tall that year, the summer of 1942, but I sure didn't.
Matter of fact, I stayed so small and puny..l was a target for the neighborhood bullies.

Fortunately, I lived next door to Dink Jenkins Yazoo's best athlete
and favorite son.

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This was a time of large families.Four or five kids, sometimes more.
So needless to say, ours was already unusual what with me being the only child.

My mother was lively and talkative. Certainly didn't fit the housewife mold.

And my daddy....Well, my daddy was stern and verbearing.He was a war veteran and had lost his leg in battle.And from most accounts, it changed him.

Sometimes it seemed that along with that leg he'd also lost a piece of his heart.

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I met him on the day I turned 9. He was just a trembling ball of fur. Scared and shy as I was.

That night, lying in bed before sleep l felt the beating of his heart against my body.And though I didn't know it then, he was to change my life forever.

My dog, Skip. My best and most steadfast friend.

Skip and I instantly became the best of friends.He didn't mind that I was scrawny and shy or that I liked books a whole lot more than football.

It was unconditional love on both our parts.

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You could talk to him as well as you could talk to many human beings. And much better than you could talk to some.

He'd sit down, look you straight in the eye and when he understood you, he'd turn his head sideways.

I watched Skip grow from the puppy who came to me from a farm.into a sleek and dexterous,affectionate dog.

Skip became a true member of the family.We played games together, did household chores.Even my father had to admit Skip was an exceptional dog.

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Because of Skip,I was able to crossthe threshold from childhood to boyhood from being on the outside to finding myself smack-dab in the middle.

He helped open my eyes to the wonders of life.And I got to know the delta like the palm of my hand.Every bend in the road, every slope, every field.It became as familiar to me as grass or sunlight.

But Skip opened my eyes to other things too.

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Skip grew to know Yazoo too. It was a good place to grow up for dog and boy.

Being friendly, he occasionally wandered around town by himself and anyone of any consequence knew who he was.

 One of Skip's favorite spots was my dear old Aunt Maggie's. Her bridge games meant finger sandwiches for the taking. And the strange creature that was her pet was an endless source of one-sided conversation.

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Like all dogs, Skip was colorblind.

He made friends easily with people of all races and origins. The town was segregated back then, but as we know, dogs are a whole lot smarter than people.

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The seasons in our region of America seemed to have minds of their own.

The fields in winter looked so barren that it seemed nothing could ever grow there again like the dark sky would last the rest of the year. Then, magically, spring would come and catch us by surprise every time.

And there were so many surprises that year.

Who'd have thought that my daddy would ever let me play football?Who'd have dreamed that Rivers Applewhite the prettiest girl in town, would let me hold her hand?

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Old Skip had helped me through the struggles of boyhood.

But his job was far from done.

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I almost lost old Skip that day.

Even as he was sleeping on the operating table he was still teaching me.

That day l became a young man.
 
Why, in childhood and youth do we wish time to pass so quickly?
We want to grow up so fast.
 
Yet as adults, we wish just the opposite.

If, as the authorities often declare a dog's life in relation to a human being'scan be calculated by seven human years to his one then Skip was an adult when I was still a boy.

Sometimes it seemed as if he possessed the wisdom of a creature as old as time.

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In remembering moments such as these. l retain the sad, sweet reflection of being an only child and having a loyal and loving dog.

For the struggles of my life of the dangers, toils and snares of my childhood hymns loyalty and love are the best things of al and surely the most lasting.

The day finally arrived for me to move away from home. I was awarded a scholarship to attend Oxford University in England. A long way from Yazoo, Mississippi and a long way from my family and friends.

The dog of your boyhood teaches you a great deal about friendship and love and death.

I was an only child.

He was an only dog.

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Old Skip was and feeble with arthritis but he never lost that old devilish look in his eye. He made my room his own.

Came across an old photo of him not long ago. His little face with the long snout sniffing at something in the air. His tail was straight out and pointing eyes were flashing in some momentary excitement.

He always loved to be rubbed on the back of his neck. And when I did it,he'd yawn, and he'd stretch reach out to me with his paws as if he was trying to embrace me.

I received a transatlantic call one day.

"Skip died"Daddy said.

He and my mama wrapped him in my baseball jacket.They buried him out under our elm tree, they said.

That wasn't totally true, for he really lay buried in my heart.

同名回忆录改编。原书作者Willie Morris在电影上映前不幸过世，但他对之前的试映非常满意。
本片是教科书式的讲述人与动物友谊的影片。在温馨的定格画面和柔和的背景音乐中，主人公娓娓道来，回忆一只小狗如何给童年时孤单内向的自己赋予了成熟与自信；它在成为最忠实伙伴的同时，也给自己带来了亲情友情甚至懵懂爱情的际遇。狗既是主角，也是线索。它伴随着男孩的成长，也见证着在20世纪40年代美国南方小镇上一幕幕世间的冷暖、战争的创伤、种族的隔离、时代的变迁。本片的最大特色在于温情而不煽情，各种可能的升华也都点到为止；但缺点是情节相对平淡老套、有些线索无疾而终、人物形象偏单薄。所以，这注定是一部佳片，但算不上出色，适合一家老小带着宠物捧着爆米花笑中含泪的打发周末时光。
共有6只㹴犬扮演了片中的Skip，包括在《欢乐一家亲》中成名的明星狗Moose及其儿子Enzo。
小成本（七百万预算）制作的本片全球票房达到三千多万，令华纳兄弟喜不自胜。