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关于《僵尸新娘》，这是我看到的最感人的评论——
地狱之下，回忆之前。

转自迷路的朵拉拉(杭州)  

　　看了Tim Burton的《Corpse Bride》。
　　黑色幽默的开场，月光下恍惚出爱蜜莉寂寞忧郁的侧脸。歌特式破旧的婚纱、腐败的肉身，那个阴差阳错的戒指。美好得无与伦比的幻象。
　　这便是在冰冷阴森又美丽的地狱等待了数年的爱情么？纵使他不是踏着七彩祥云而来的盖世英雄，就算他胸口没有宿命的印记，一旦誓言说出口，便只有死亡才能将他们分离。
　　然而一开始她就迟了。两个活生生的年轻人，在灰暗的人世早已有了宿命的相会。充斥铜臭意味的相亲却让他们一见钟情。钢琴键下流淌出青春的激情，她像那些有生命有香味的花朵，即便不是最美丽。活着，她的手是温暖的，这或许是她唯一能胜过爱蜜莉的地方。　　
　　都说人鬼疏途。聂小倩尚且在黎明之前悄然离开了宁采臣，更何况她这段类似单相思的六合彩式爱情。他从开始便一直想要逃开，终究在现实面前选择妥协。 　　
　　他在眼看未婚妻与别人订婚后绝望，选择了喝下终寿酒与爱蜜莉厮守。未婚妻在得知即将即将嫁给一个自己不爱的人时黯然泪下。
　　说造化弄人也罢，爱蜜莉明白，爱情不能被比较。
　　也许这就是这位僵尸新娘最动人的地方。即使经历了最邪恶的背叛，死亡仍没有夺走她的甜美天真。她能再一次痴痴等待打算欺骗她的男人，她在月光下起舞，衣白如飘雪。她那早已停止跳动的心脏突然痛楚，眼泪瞬间滴落。
　　她阻止维克多喝下终寿酒。因为爱蜜莉恍然间明白，什么她该得到，什么她应该放手。
　　“我爱你，但是你不属于我。”
　　她在月光下把枯萎的花束抛给新人。把戒指戴到她手上。然后离开。
　　她灰白的侧脸在月下忽然散发光芒。躯体幻化成无数白色的蝴蝶飘飞消散。那些死去的爱情。
　　她留下的，比回忆更多。

其他资料
《僵尸新娘》，本来是俄罗斯一个古老的传说：

The Corpse Bride

Once upon a time there was a young man who lived in a village in Russia. He was to be married and he and his friend prepared to go to the village where his bride-to-be lived, two days walk from his own village.

The first night the two friends decided to set up camp by a river. The young man who was going to be married spotted an unusual looking stick in the ground that looked like a bony finger. He and his friend started joking about this bony finger sticking out of the ground and the young man who was going to be married took the golden wedding ring from his pocket and put it on the strange-looking stick. And then he started to do the wedding dance around the stick; he danced around the stick with the golden wedding ring three times and he sang the Jewish wedding song, and recited the entire marriage sacrament as he danced around the stick, he and his friend laughing the whole time. 

Their fun stopped suddenly when the earth started rumbling and shaking beneath their feet. The place where the stick had been opened up and a very bedraggled looking corpse emerged, a living corpse, she had been a bride, but now was barely more than a skeleton held together by shreds of skin, still wearing an old torn white silk wedding dress. Worms and spider webs hung on the once-beaded bodice and tattered veil.

The two young men were aghast.

"Ah," she said, "you have done the wedding dance and pronounced the marriage vows and you have put a ring on my finger. Now we are man and wife. I demand my rights as your bride."

Shuddering with terror at the corpse bride's words, the two young men fled to the village where the young bride was waiting to be married. They went straight to the rabbi.

"Rabbi," asked the young man breathlessly, "I have a very important question to ask you. If by some chance you're walking in the woods and you happen to see a stick that looks like a long bony finger coming out of the ground and you happen to put a golden wedding ring on the finger and do the wedding dance and pronounce the wedding vows, is this indeed a real marriage?"

Looking very puzzled, the rabbi asked, "Do you know of such a situation?"

"Oh no, no, of course not, it's just a hypothetical question."

Stroking his long beard thoughfully, the rabbi said, "let me think about it."

And just then, a big gust of wind blew the door open, and in walked the corpse bride. "I lay claim to this man as my husband, for he has placed this wedding ring on my finger and pronounced the solemn marriage vows," she demanded, her bony finger rattling as she shook it at her intended brigegroom.

"This is indeed a very serious matter. I'll have to consult with the other rabbis," said the rabbi.
　
Soon all the rabbis from the surrounding villages were gathered together. They went into conference, while the two young men anxiously awaited their decision. 

The corpse bride waited on the porch tapping her foot, declaring, "I want to celebrate my wedding night with my husband."

These chilling words made every hair on the young man's body stand on end, though it was a warm summer day.

While the rabbis were conferring, the real human bride arrived and wanted to know what all the fuss was about. When her fiance explained just what had happened, she started weeping, "Oh, my life is ruined, all my hopes and dreams are shattered; I'll never be married, never have a family."

Just then the rabbis came out and asked: "Did you indeed put a gold ring on the finger, and did you dance around it three times and did you indeed pronounce the wedding vows in their entirety?"

The two young men who by this time were cowering in a far corner nodded their heads.

Looking very serious the rabbis went back to confer again.

And the young bride wept bitter tears, while the corpse bride was by now gloating at the prospect of her long awaited wedding night.

After a short while the rabbis solemnly marched out, took their seats, and announced, "Since you put the wedding ring on the finger of the corpse bride and you danced around it three times reciting the wedding vows, we have determined that this constitutes a proper wedding ceremony. Even so, we have decided that the dead have no claim upon the living."

Sighing and murmuring could be heard from all corners, the young bride was especially relieved.

The corpse bride, however, howled, "Oh, there goes my last chance for a life; I'll never have my dreams fulfilled now, it's forever lost," and she collapsed on the floor. It was a pathetic sight, a heap of bones in a tattered wedding gown, lying there, lifeless.

Overcome with compassion for the corpse bride, the young bride knelt down and gathered up that old heap of bones, carefully arranging the shredded silk finery and holding her close, half sang, half murmured, as if cradling a crying infant, "dont worry I'll live your dreams for you, I'll live your hopes for you, I'll have your children for you, I'll have enough children for the two of us and you can rest in peace knowing that our children and our children's children will be well cared for and will not forget us." 

Tenderly she closed the eyes of the corpse bride, tenderly she held her in her arms and slowly and with measured steps she marched down to the river with her fragile charge, took her down by the river where she dug a shallow grave for her and laid her in it and crossed the bony arms over the bony chest, the one hand clasping the one with the ring on it, and folded the wedding gown around her. 

Then she whispered, "May you rest in peace, I will live your dreams for you, don't worry, we will not forget you."

The corpse bride looked happy and at peace in her new grave, as if she somehow knew that she would be fulfilled through this young bride And the young bride covered up, slowly, the corpse bride, covered up the tattered wedding gown in the shallow grave, covered it all up with earth, then put wildflowers all over the grave and stones all around it.

Then the young bride went back to her fiance and they were married in a very solemn wedding ceremony and they lived many happy years together. And all their children and grandchildren and great grandchildren were always told the story of the corpse bride, and so she was not forgotten, nor was the wisdom and compassion she had taught them forgotten either.

BACKGROUND;

The Corpse Bride is a story based on actual events that occurred in 19th century Russia, at a time when anti-semitism was widespread in eastern Europe. Very often bands of anti-semites would waylay a Jewish wedding party on their way to the wedding. And because the bride would be the one to bear future generations, she would be ripped out of the carriage and murdered. 
She would then be buried in her wedding gown. 

另一则评论

Unavoidable Misunderstandings
crossbreeze

　　It has been a long long period since I first heard of this film and longed for watching it. The period is just so long that it connectted two different eras in my life(sounds serious,hehe). And the original reason to expect is merely the voice of Johnny Depp.
　　
　　Kind of a corpse edition of "Daughter of the Sea", the film is a tragedy of misunderstandings, sacrifices and hopeless love. But Tim Burtons is absolutely more humane than Anderson, the fairy tale author. At least, the hero was not set to be simply happy, to be ignorant. He knew the martyr of love and love of the martyr, and what's the scarcest is his willingness to take up the responsibility, to minimize hurt. What will you do if you love a perfect person but from other worlds, if you couldn't give him what he wants, if YOU are the "other woman"? Maybe the only words you could say is what the corpse bride said ---- I love you, but you are not mine. There's no other choice.
　　
　　Contrasted to the sombrous tone in the lower world, the world's color is much more sombrous. Maybe this is what Burtons really wanted to say, "everyone's longing for dieing". Indeed, the despairing stuffs in the world that would make people helpless, weeping, and lost could be greatly more than love affairs. Everybody owns his own world which is built up of misunderstandings of others. You can't help admitting that air is a kind of rummy substance through which every words you received is already not what has been sent. To long for dieing should not necessarily mean passive attitude, instead it could be a result of completism. Aware of this, the griefful base can be more and more gloomy. But you wouldn't cry because this kind of misunderstandings and this kind of sorriness are really nature in everyone's life.
　　
　　The most fascinating and impressive factor in the film, in my opinion, is those piano melodies, passionate, really; and to the moment. Unless you hear it under the context, you wouldn't catch the feeling. Also I like the appearance of their fingers.