看电影很少流泪,但这部影片让我会有偶发的悲凉感:Lorreta年纪那么小就得一个接一个地生养孩子,家境还那么差,若不是天赋异禀,这得有多难。
直到今天,美国多个州女孩的法定结婚年龄都可以低至13岁,只要监护人同意。 这是人权至上的美利坚?荒谬至极。
这部电影对于人物传记而言挺粗糙,而且相当”政治不正确”——新婚就被丈夫家暴,丈夫吃软饭出轨还不离婚——但还是非常喜欢。
小时候一直看《小木屋》系列,所以对于美国乡村生活很感兴趣,影片开头的矿工家庭生活写实、丰富,大部分是苦,但偶尔的漂亮长裙,是一滴甘甜。 这让我恍然记起,虽然并不算多,但有史以来绝对数量的人类能过上富足生活的时间,是有多短暂。 影片叙事手法平直,质朴无华(里面的演员甚至都有一口黄牙,符合战前美国牙齿保健没有大行其道的年代),选材偏窄偏浅,跳跃,而且肯定有大面积美化,因为想想就知道,他们纠结的夫妻关系并没有影片中这么的轻描淡写。 不管怎样,Lorreta还是跟慧眼独具的丈夫一直走到了今天,而如果他们是当今的年轻人,大概率已离婚上百次。 我觉得他们这种共生的婚姻关系,超越了普遍意义上的伴侣关系,是亲情友情爱情的混合体。 虽不完美,但很有韧性,足以支撑他们克服琐屑日常的各种龃龉—— 你是我的空气我是你的水,平凡平淡却不可或缺。 没想到汤米李琼斯年轻时魅力非凡,惊喜。 看到Lorreta自然会联想起Dolly Parton,这位我更熟悉的乡村歌后,她也是年纪轻轻就结了婚,也是一直坚持到现在,不过在这段婚姻里,是她而不是他,跟其他巨星绯闻不断。 很多年前,记得这位身材娇小胸部伟大的歌后在采访时说:”我巡回演出,他在家做木工活就很自在。我们没有孩子,他把我当孩子宠——给我放泡泡浴,我跟他说些孩子气的话。” 婚姻它有千百种形态,别强求,其实到处都是标准答案。
就如与父亲所从事工作的煤矿一样,女主角洛丽塔·韦伯就如深埋地下的黑金一样,需要人点燃才能绽放夺目的光彩,杜立特·林恩就是这样一个发现妻子才能的人。但与此同时,洛丽塔也跟煤一样,有着坚韧的性格和不同于普通温妻子温柔善解人意的特点,她不但不会做爱,甚至连为工作一天的丈夫做上一顿可口饭菜的能力也没有。但就是这样一个“土里土气”的乡村丫头,却面对丈夫司空见惯的大男子主义一点不放在眼里,她不仅坚持争取夫妻在家庭中的平等地位并且还打破了夫唱妇随的社会观念,逼得丈夫不得不退出妻子如日中天的事业重新找寻自己的方向。
受到影片《火柴厂女工》和片名中“女儿”的刻板影响,以为这是一部现实主义比较晦涩的作品,或者是动画片之类,又因为没有英文字幕,在自己的影片池里耽搁了很久才拿出来看。没想到是这么令人愉悦的电影。
淳朴动听的乡村歌曲能把人瞬间带到大学生时代,Loretta很容易流露出自然纯真的笑容。Doolittle Lynn一开始就有老牛吃嫩草之嫌,行为举止犹如不靠谱的花花公子,结婚第二天就打破自己的誓言,扇了Loretta一个耳光~他们的婚姻竟然生产了四个孩子,Loretta十八岁就成了四个孩子的妈妈,她为他们唱歌,Doolittle喜欢她的歌声,送了她一把吉他作为生日礼物,因此也挖掘出她唱歌的天赋。
他们灌制了单曲,把孩子托付给妈妈,开着车四处拜访录音室,几近破产,终于在一次偶然的机会录音室播放了Loretta的创作单曲【I'm a Honky Tonk Girl 】,首度打进排行获得了第十四名,开启了她歌唱的职业生涯。
去翻一翻Loretta的生平和歌唱生涯,发现精彩远不止此
Wine, Women and Song
Well, I'm at home a workin' and a slavin' this way
You're out of misbehavin' spendin' all of your pay
On wine, women and song
While I'm a makin' bed, you're out a makin' time
You robbed my piggy bank and spent my last thin dime
On wine, women and song
Well one of these nights you gonna come home
You find it's comin' on to you
You see what you've done and what's good for one
It's also good for two
When you in the doghouse with the mingy old pup
You may start to thinkin' and a givin' up
Your wine, women and song
Well one of these nights you gonna come home
You find it's comin' on to you
You see what you've done and what's good for one
It's also good for two
When you in the doghouse with the mingy old pup
You may start to thinkin' and a givin' up
Your wine, women and song
The Home You're Tearin' Down
I don't know your name I wouldn't know your face But you're right with the one I love out there someplace You have an invitation be free to come around Come over anytime and see the home you're tearin' down
Once some happy faces would have met you at the door But since their daddy's gone so much they don't smile anymore There's shattered parts of broken hearts just scattered all around Come over anytime and see the home you're tearin' down [ Steel ] I'll dry all my tears and have the coffee hot
Cause I can't sleep a wink no more time's all I've got You see the price I'm payin' for happiness you've found Come over anytime and see the home you're tearin' down
You've told how much you loved him you can surely tell me too I'd like to know just what you've done to make him turn to you I swallow pride and hear you sigh if you'll just come around Come over anytime and see the home you're tearin' down
Dear Uncle Sam
Dear Uncle Sam, I know your a busy man, And tonight I write to you Through tears with a tremblin' hand.
My darlin answered when He got that call from you. You said you really need him But you don't need him like I do.
Don't misunderstand I know he's fighting for our land I really love my country But I also love my man. He proudly wears the colors Of the ole red, white, and blue While I wear a heartache Since he left me for you.
Dear Uncle Sam I just got your telegram And I can't believe that this is me Shakin like I am For it said "I'm sorry to inform you..."
You Ain't Woman Enough
You've come to tell me something you say I ought to know He don't love me anymore and I'll have to let him go You say you're gonna take him, oh but I don't think you can 'Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man
Women like you, they're a dime a dozen, you can buy 'em anywhere For you to get to him, I'd have to move over and I'm gonna stand right here It'll be over my dead body so get out while you can 'Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man
Well, let me tell you something Loretta
Sometimes a man starts lookin' at things that he don't need He took a second look at you but he's in love with me Well, I don't know where that leaves you, oh but I know where I'll stand And you ain't woman enough to take my man
Women like you, they're a dime a dozen, you can buy 'em anywhere For you to get to him, I'd have to move over and I'm gonna stand right here It'll be over my dead body so get out while you can 'Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man No, you ain't woman enough to take my man
Oh, you just thought she was gonna get it now, didn't ya?
Don't Come Home A – Drinkin
Well you thought I'd be waitin' up
When you came home last night
You'd been out with all the boys
And you ended up half tight
But liquor and love
They just don't mix
Leave the bottle or me behind
And don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind
No don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind
Just stay out there on the town
And see what you can find
'Cause if you want that kind of love
Well ya don't need none of mine
So don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind
You never take me anywhere
Because you're always gone
And many a night I've laid awake
And cried here all alone
Then you come in, a kissin' on me
It happens every time
No don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind
No, don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind
Just stay out there on the town
And see what you can find
'Cause if you want that kind of love
Well, you don't need none of mine
So don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind
No don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind
These Boots Are Made for Walkin
You keep a sayin' you got something for me
Something you call love but confess yes
You've been a messin' where you shouldn't been a messin'
And now someone else is a gettin' all your best.
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you.
You keep lyin' when you ought to be true then
And you keep loosin' when you ought enough bad
You keep a samin' when you oughta be a changin'
The what's right is right and you ain't been right yet.
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you.
You keep a playin' where you shouldn't be playin'
And you keep a thinkin' that you'll never get burned
I've just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
And what he knows you ain't that time to learn.
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you.
Come on boots let's walk all over...
What Kind of Girl
You want me to prove my love for you
I'm surprised that's the way you're askin' me to
You've known me so long I can't understand
What kind of a girl do you think I am
What kind of a girl do you want for a wife
Do you want a girl who knows that much about life
Well if that's what you want take me out of your plans
What kind of a girl do you think I am
What kind of a girl would do the things
You're askin' me to without wedding rings
Is it what you must do to prove you're a man
What kind of a girl do you think I am
What kind of a girl do you want for a wife
Do you want a girl who knows that much about life
Well if that's what you want take me out of your plans
What kind of a girl do you think I am
Fist City
You've been makin' your braggs around town
That you've been a lovin' my man
But the man I love
When he picks up trash
He puts it in a garbage can
And that's what you look like to me
And what I see's a pitty
You better close you face and stay outta my way
If you don't wanna go to fist city
If you don't wanna go to fist city
You better detour around my town
'Cause I'll grab a you by the hair a the head
And I'll lift off of the ground
I'm not a sayin' my baby's at saint
'Cause he ain't
And that he won't cat around with a kitty
I'm here to tell you gal to lay off a my man
If you don't want to go to fist city
Come on and tell me what you told my friends
If you think you're brave enough
And I'll show you what a real woman is
Since you think you're hot stuff
You'll bite off more than you can chew
If you get to cute or witty
You better move your feet
If you don't wanna eat
A meal that's called fist city
If you don't wanna go to fist city
You better detour around my town
'Cause I'll grab a you by the hair a the head
And I'll lift off of the ground
I'm not a sayin' my baby's at saint
'Cause he ain't
And that he won't cat around with a kitty
I'm here to tell you gal to lay off a my man
If you don't want to go to fist city
I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man
If you don't wanna go to fist city
Two Mules Pull This Wagon
Well you come home most every night as grouchy as can be
And start right in a pickin' on our little kids and me
I'm sick and tired of hearin' are you worth keep you a trigon
Cause you seem to forget big boy that two mules pull this wagon
Yeah two mules pull this wagon you don't do it by yourself
I know you've got a heavy load but it give you lots of hell
I do my share of pullin' and I don't mean to be bridled
But you seem to forget big boy that two mules pull this wagon
[ guitar - steel ]
Well I guess you think while you're at work I sit and watch TV
But you'd learn different honey if you'd spent one day with me
I'm washin' ironin' cookin' so and find out for your nigher
But you seem to forget big boy that two mules pull this wagon
Yeah two mules pull this wagon...
Yeah you seem to forget big boy that two mules pull this wagon
Your Squaw Is on the Warpath
洛丽塔在这首歌中说,你正在喝的那火水,使你觉得自己大了很多,但是酋长,你实在是反而倒缩了。
Well, your pet name for me is Squaw
When you come home a drinkin' and can barely crawl
And all that lovin' on me won't make things right
Well, you leave me at home to keep the teepee clean
Six papooses to break and when wean
Well, your squaw is on the warpath tonight.
Well, I've found out a big brave chief
The game you're a huntin' for ain't beef
Get off of my huntin' grounds and get out of my sight
This war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You need no more of what you've already had
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight.
--- Instrumental ---
Well, that fire-water that you've been drinking
Makes you feel bigger but chief you're shrinking
Since you've been on that love making diet
Now don't hand me that ole peace pipe
There ain't no pipe can settle this fight
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight.
Well, I've found out a big brave chief
The game you're a huntin' for ain't beef
Get off of my huntin' grounds and get out of my sight
This war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You need no more of what you've already had
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight.
Yeah, your squaw is on the warpath tonight...
Rated "X"
Well, if you've been a married woman
And things didn't seem to work out
Divorce is the key to bein' loose and free
So you're gonna be talked about.
Everybody knows that you've loved once
So they think you'll love again
You can't have a male friend
When you're a has been
Of a woman you're rated X.
And if you're rated X you're some kind of goal
Every man might try to make
But I think it's wrong to judge every picture
If a cheap camera makes a mistake.
And when your best friend's husband says to you
You've sure started lookin' good
You should've known he would
And he would if he could and he will if you're rated X.
--- Instrumental ---
Well, nobody knows where you're goin'
But they sure know where you've been
All their thinkin' of is your experience of love
Their minds eat up with sin.
The women all look at you like you're bad
And the men all hope you are
But if you go too far you're gonna wear the scar
Of a woman rated X.
And if you're rated X you're some kind of goal
Every man might try to make
But I think it's wrong to judge every picture
If a cheap camera makes a mistake.
And when your best friend's husband says to you
You've sure started lookin' good
You should've known he would
And he would if he could and he will if you're rated X
They Don't Make 'Em Like My Daddy
I wasn't much more than a baby, I thought he was a bear
The way my daddy carried me around
They said I learned to walk while holdin' on to just one finger
On the hand of a man that stands at six-foot-three.
Not old enough to understand the meaning of depression
Just something people talked about a lot
My daddy wasn't one that tried to make no big impressions
Just one heck of a man that worked for what he got.
They don't make men like my daddy anymore
Guess they've thrown away the pattern through the years
In a great big land of freedom at a time we really need 'em
They don't make 'em like my daddy anymore.
--- Instrumental ---
From the Johnson County coal camps to the hills of West Virginia
My daddy hauled the timber for the mines
Education didn't count so much as what you had born in you
Like the will to live and a dream of better times.
Daddy never took a handout, we ate pinto beans and bacon
But he worked to keep the wolf back from the door
And it only proves one thing to me when folks start belly achin'
They don't make 'em like my daddy anymore.
They don't make men like my daddy anymore
Guess they've thrown away the pattern through the years
In a great big land of freedom at a time we really need 'em
They don't make 'em like my daddy anymore.
They don't make 'em like my daddy anymore...
Women's Prison
I'm in a women's prison with bars all around
I caught my darlin cheatin that's when I shot him down
I caught him in a honky-tonk with a girl I used to know
The door to my cell is open wide and a voice cries out oh no
The judge says I'm guilty my sentence is to die
I know I've been forgiven but the price of love is high
The crowd outside is screamin' let the murderer die
But above all their voices I
can hear my mama cry
I'm sittin' here on death row and Lord I've lost my mind
For love I've killed my darlin and for love I'll lose my life
I can hear the warden coming
From the clinging of his keys
But when they come to get me
He'll have to drag me off my kness
The door to my cell swings open
It's time for me to go
The priest is reading my last rights
He says dying's part of livin' ya know
And there's a crowd outside screamin' let that murderer fry
But above all their voices
You can hear my mama cry
Now they've strapped me in the chair
And covered up my eyes
And the last voice I hear on Earth
Is my mama's cry
本片获第53届奥斯卡最佳女主角奖,并获最佳影片、改编剧本、摄影、剪辑、艺术指导和音效提名。看来在每个成功女人的背后,也有一个默默奉献的男人。
朴实感人,细微处见功力
时光把你从我身边带走,就像来了一个小偷。。。
这样的故事不需要太曲折,只要看得舒心就行了。 茜茜·斯派塞克跟汤米·李·琼斯还蛮搭的~
一般般,看点是茜茜的表演和乡村民谣
辛苦的一生 还好有丈夫一直支持
这两人时年都已过三十了,西西演的十四岁…不过她气质里一直有种天真烂漫,虽然一脸小雀斑,但挺可爱的
汤米李琼斯演得好,年轻的小伙子火力旺,中年男士饮酒作乐魅力十足,脾气收放自如协调完整。女主家庭贫困,嫁给男主,平淡如水,直到在男主帮助下去唱歌、录唱片、上台演出,赢得生前身后名。和丈夫有矛盾,以及互相妥协。
一個有特殊才華的人,也要有一個能賞識她的伯樂,而幸運的洛麗塔的伯樂就是自己的老公,兩人得以相濡以沫發憤圖強。超愛這種美國鄉村音樂的調調,但聽歌聽得還不過癮卻就結束了。
B+,乡村音乐的本质,是以前只听音乐无法了解的。有人评价Loretta是最村的村姑,因为她的音乐“身处乡村,放眼社会,关怀妇女,心系故土”,此言确实。在家庭生活和事业上本片的侧重点在于女主对故土的留恋和与丈夫之间的爱恨纠葛,事业则显得顺风顺水。可惜的是人物的经历显得流水账了些,不必要的东西为了让人物形象更“丰富”而保留。另外,茜茜的少女娇羞感简直了。
7分,影片的后半段明显呈现出一种薄弱乏力感,主要是后半段的剧情发展太过于迅速导致影片呈现出了一种凌乱的感觉。不过总体来说这部电影的看点还是十足的,作为一部人物传记电影内容也算是比较丰富,而且剧本和其他音乐人的故事也都不一样,加上男女主角精彩的表演让这部电影观影体验还不错。茜茜斯派塞克的表现真的相当出彩,虽然不是她职业生涯最佳的表演,但这个表演足够值得嘉奖,她的歌声也非常不错。汤米李琼斯长的太老了,看着比剧中的爸爸还老,表演其实还是不错的,只是发挥没有茜茜那么多。
完全超出预料的剧情走向,并不喜欢故事这么写,结局草率了点,南方口音成了最大看点,至于茜茜的影后表演,不黑不吹,三女性里都比这个难度大
Sissy spacek唱歌真好听。
30年前的walk the line,劳动人民谈恋爱就是山歌一样热辣辣的.
斯派塞克(洛蕾塔·韦伯),李·琼斯(杜利特尔·林恩)
并没有体现出女主的身份给她的音乐带来了什么。中规中矩甚至乏味的传记片。当时男权对女性的压迫真是可怕,连导演和歌星本人都视作理所当然。
Spacek演得真好,演唱时的肢体语言不要太神,而且也一点也没有如今传记片里演员用力过猛的毛病。就是这个标准的乡村音乐主流价值观讲述方法在当下的眼光里看太有槽点了。
尽管是一部十分公式化的电影,但[矿工的女儿]却颇叫人怜爱。我在想这是为什么,也许是因为创作者绝对无邪的态度,正如它所涉及的乡村音乐一样。Loretta Lynn的每首歌乍听上去几乎都一个调子,但它们都以一种直接的方式触碰到了生命的核心。简单,这是每个人都期待的东西,亦是这个时代最难得的品质。
第53届奥斯卡金像奖最佳影片提名
其实是个爱情片。开头有些温吞,但后面渐入佳境。这位导演拍的传记片都挺值得一看的。茜茜斯派塞克真是个好演员!