《珍珠港》英文影评
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杭州电子科技大学
学生课程期末论文
开课学期:2009-2010学你那第二学期
教师姓名:杨玉明
学生年级:2008级
课程性质:全校限选
考试性质:考察
考察时间:2010年6月12
学生姓名:葛俊峰
学生学号:08052211
所在学院:计算机学院
学生专业:软件工程
Pearl Harbor
Director: Michael Bay
Actor: Ben Affleck
Josh Hartnett
Kate Beckinsale
Cuba Gooding Jr.
Alec Baldwin
Jon Voight
Pearl Harbor is a monstrous, costly and utterly disrespectful abomination
of film with pretensions of serious emotional weight and proper historical
context. With the cost of the movie comparable to the damage costs of the
actual Dec. 7, 1941, attack, more attention should've been paid to the
script and research instead of all the models and gasoline for an attack
sequence that, while spectacular, was more appropriate for a Star Wars
clone or a video game than an actual World War II-era film.
And that's about the only "positive," if you can call it that, of that
hack Michael Bay's Oscar-bait project. Many history buffs have ripped the
movie from the angle of historical inaccuracy and omission. Assuming that
Pearl Harbor is not meant to be a documentary, but a work of historical
fiction, lack of historical accuracy and comprehensiveness is by far the
least significant of Pearl Harbor's problems, per se, although such
blatant historical carelessness certainly starts to say a lot about the
movie as a whole.
But, if Pearl Harbor's aim was to be a work of fiction, it has also
miserably failed at that. It fails as literature, and it fails as a film.
Pearl Harbor tries to be an amalgamation of three past classic movies on
the subjects it covers: 1) From Here to Eternity, a clever and well acted
telling of the stories of several characters' romantic pursuits and
personal struggles right before the attack on Pearl Harbor disrupted
everything, 2) Tora! Tora! Tora!, a mostly factual, well balanced
depiction of the planning and execution of the actual Pearl Harbor attack
with vintage cinematography, and 3) Thirty Seconds Over Tokyo, a
meticulously detailed depiction of the Doolittle Raid with a schmaltzy
but genuine love subplot involving one actual soldier and his wife. But
Pearl Harbor falls far short of all three aforementioned films on not only
their own terms, but simply as movies.
Instead of From Here to Eternity's clever dialogues and personal plot
twists and romantic moments dripping alternately with irony and genuine
warmth, Pearl Harbor wastes its first hour and a half of screen time
setting up a sophomoric love triangle that could have been ripped straight
from daytime television soap operas and trash talk shows.
The triangle involves two generically glamorous flyboys, played by Ben
Affleck and Josh Hartnett, who have been friends since childhood. Even
their names, Rafe McCawley and Danny Walker, are mundane. Rafe (Affleck)
falls in love with a nurse who presides over his physical named Evelyn
(played by Kate Beckinsale), who is also generically glamorous. Rafe and
Evelyn spend the next hour or so exchanging pallid lines of dialogue that
try too hard to hammer into the audience that, yes, they are in love. Sort
of like Shakespeare or Petrarch without any brains and about four
centuries too late. In any case, Rafe goes to Britain to fly for the Royal
Air Force, where he faces serious butt-kissing from the Brits in a
disgustingly patronizing depiction of both British and Americans, and
gets shot down over London. But (who didn't see this coming) he lives.
But Evelyn thinks he's dead. And so does Danny (Hartnett). After the token
few minutes of mourning, Danny and Evelyn fly above Hawaii and then make
it like rabbits under parachutes, invoking obvious parallels to Titanic's
"I'm flying" scene followed by good ol' shagging in a car backseat. More
faux-sonnet dialogue follows. Then, just like clockwork, Rafe comes back,
poor Evelyn is caught in the middle, and Danny and Rafe fight Jerry
Springer-style. Then it gets interrupted by the spectacular but oddly fake
and inhuman money siphon ... er ... I mean, attack sequence characterized
by CGI copies of trapped and screaming people.
Meanwhile, Pearl Harbor occasionally alternates to shots of
somber-looking Japanese spies and soldiers planning the attack, all
accompanied by evil-sounding music, going out of the way to make the
Japanese look like devious souls out for revenge because America wouldn't
give them their oil (convenient partial reasoning). Then, in an attempt
to make the Japanese appear somewhat remorseful, the script calls for
Admiral Yamamoto to utter his famous "brilliant man" and "sleeping giant"
lines.
After the attack, Jon Voight does a wonderful impression of Peter Sellers'
Dr. Strangelove. Only problem is, he was supposed to be Franklin D.