造夢的蛙

多倫多Hot Docs film fest進行得如火如荼﹐那可恨的公車局一聲罷工關門落閘﹐竟然拍拍屁股說不幹便不幹。我上學上班也素來不駕車到市中心﹐罷工竟造就了我第一次的鬧市征途。


看了3齣伊朗docs, 其中無心插柳的Cynosis 和It's Always too Late for Freedom同樣精彩。
Rokhsareh Ghaemmaghami鏡頭下的Cynosis﹐訴說一個伊朗街頭畫家Jamshid Aminfar虛渺的愛情故事。Jamshid出生時不順以至短暫缺氧﹐令他智力上有缺陷。他情感豐富熱愛畫畫﹐但娶了一個現實的老婆﹔被迫幹了20年糊口的雜工﹐只得偷偷瞞著她﹐到街頭撿木板廢鐵來填滿顏料色彩感情﹐一幅畫只賣一兩個盧比。
Jamshid街頭作畫﹐景況比國際大師在香港中環被趕還要不堪﹕警察不只趕完又趕﹐惡言恐嚇之餘﹐還粗暴的踢落得一地是畫。即席揮毫的行人道對面一所大學﹐有天子門生不屑目不識丁的人竟敢畫畫﹐還大刺刺地班門弄斧﹐有的欽佩他勇氣可加﹐敢於冷對社會指控聲。Jamshid在一片爭吵和暴力下﹐只是苦悶無奈不語地繼續一筆一筆畫下去﹐一筆一筆地繼續等待明白他的人出現。
直到一天﹐一個法國年輕女孩讀懂了畫﹐他快樂得飛上了天﹐開始幻想他和她的未來。但﹐胖胖矮矮的潦倒中年畫家和纖細秀氣的法國少女﹐猶如無法變身的青蛙和公主的倒影一樣﹐都說不起一個童話。最後﹐剩下他孤單憂傷地繼續一筆一筆地造夢...

導演利用了大量Jamshid的畫﹐化成簡單的動畫來表達他內裡生動豐盛的感情。乍看有點唐突﹐但越看下去越發覺得﹐和凝結在畫板上的圖像一樣﹐木訥的他不善辭令﹐只得由他的畫活過來為他細說心事﹐方叫世人聽得清楚他的聲音。

Jamshid在街頭隨便撿起雜物便手起筆落﹐很有點已經駕崩的九龍皇帝的風範。不過他活得很不快樂﹐只因他比我們的陛下清醒﹐無法遊戲人間。最深刻的是其中一段動畫﹐畫面一分為三﹐黑白﹑彩色和夾在中間的無色。Jamshid的老婆不許他到色彩裡去﹐不斷把拖他往住滿了獠牙怪物的黑暗裡去﹔而他則在無色地帶趁老婆不覺﹐在她的眼睛上畫上另一雙眼睛﹐然後悄悄拖著她走進彩色世界。但蔽目的眼睛總會掉落﹐變成怪物怒吼的老婆又再把他拖回黑暗裡。這畫完又畫﹐瞞了又瞞的痛苦過程不斷輪迴﹐他一臉淒涼惶恐。看到這裡﹐不禁為他落淚。他不過是想畫畫而已!

看著他默默不懈地一直畫﹐想起一個瘦小的綠色身影。


一首Rainbow Connection曾經在70年代雄倨流行榜7個星期﹐數不清的名歌手不知翻唱過多少次﹐青蛙卡米的原唱版本最平實無華﹐卻是誰也唱不出來的動人。
那把微小呼喚你的聲音﹐你聽到了嗎?
不知多少人曾經聽見了﹐但給拉進獠牙世界後﹐便再沒有勇氣走出來﹐只在夢迴時深深太息。
我想Jamshid是聽見了﹐所以不顧一切。
尋夢是天真﹐是蠢﹐還是勇敢﹐人間總是眾說紛云。
只有清帳回首那天﹐才算得清楚。
到了那天﹐他的笑容該比太陽花還要燦爛。

The Rainbow Connection - Kermit the Frog
(Click Kermit's picture to listen)

Why are there so many songs about rainbows
and what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions,
and rainbows have nothing to hide.
So we've been told and some choose to believe it.
I know they're wrong, wait and see.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.

Who said that every wish would be heard
and answered when wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that and someone believed it.
Look what it's done so far.
What's so amazing that keeps us star gazing
and what do we think we might see?
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.

All of us under its spell. We know that it's probably magic.

Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound that called the young sailors.
The voice might be one and the same.
I've heard it too many times to ignore it.
It's something that I'm supposed to be.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.