Sunday, March 1, 2009

changeling和cron Torino

这几天看了eastwood的《changeling》和《cron Torino》,

1. changeling


看精神病院那一段让人想起飞跃疯人院。
喜欢这种暗暗的格调,慢慢的节奏,不知不觉,电影就结束了。剩下一个词"Hope"


2. Cron torino

超级喜欢片尾曲,太伤感了吗?我一点都不觉得。
mp3在这里

[*Sung By Clint Eastwood*]
  So tenderly your story is
  nothing more than what you see
  or what you've done or will become
  standing strong do you belong
  in your skin; just wondering
  
  gentle now the tender breeze blows
  whispers through my Gran Torino
  whistling another tired song
  
  engine humms and bitter dreams grow
  heart locked in a Gran Torino
  it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
  it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
  it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
  
  [*sung by Jamie Cullum*]
  Realign all the stars above my head
  Warning signs travel far
  I drink instead on my own Oh! how I've known
  the battle scars and worn out beds
  
  gentle now a tender breeze blows
  whispers through a Gran Torino
  whistling another tired song
  
  engines humm and bitter dreams grow
  heart locked in a Gran Torino
  it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
  
  these streets are old they shine
  with the things I've known
  and breaks through the trees
  their sparkling
  
  your world is nothing more than all the tiny things you've left behind
  
  So tenderly your story is
  nothing more than what you see
  or what you've done or will become
  standing strong do you belong
  in your skin; just wondering
  
  gentle now a tender breeze blows
  whispers through the Gran Torino
  whistling another tired song
  engines humm and bitter dreams grow
  a heart locked in a Gran Torino
  it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
  
  may I be so bold and stay
  I need someone to hold
  that shudders my skin
  their sparkling
  
  your world is nothing more than all the tiny things you've left behind
  
  so realign all the stars above my head
  warning signs travel far
  i drink instead on my own oh how ive known
  the battle scars and worn out beds
  
  gentle now a tender breeze blows
  whispers through the Gran Torino
  whistling another tired song
  engines humm and better dreams grow
  heart locked in a Gran Torino
  it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
  it beats a lonely rhythm all night long
  it beats a lonely rhythm all night long

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