“The Chorus” is a movie you have seen many times before. Cute, well-acted and utterly predictable, Christophe Barratier s feature debut delivers just what the advertising promises: a musician who has given up on fame takes a job as supervisor at a school for hard cases, and when he teaches the boys how to sing, they mellow out and begin to love him dearly.
Fond d Etang, the name of the school run with iron fist by the stern Rachin (Francois Berleand, translates as Rock Bottom,” but round-faced Clement (Gerard Jugnot holds on to his good cheer. His cuddly exterior betrays a warm intelligence--apparently he knows that he is in the kind of movie where a little art will certainly tame the teenage beasts, and so he sorts the boys by their voices and starts a choir.
All the necessary types are present in the classroom: the cute small kid, the brazen thieves and hormone-addled thugs, and of course the surprisingly talented teacher s pet (Jean-Baptiste Maunier, from whose adult perspective the story is told. In the opening scene, we learn that he ends up in New York City as one of the greatest conductors in the world --just to make sure that everybody knows right away that this story has a happy end.
Forgive me if I sound cynical. The Chorus is told with skill and charm, and if you like to hear golden teenage sopranos, you will love the music. If you re in the mood to be uplifted in all the usual heartwarming ways-- Mr. Holland s Opus, Dead Poets Society, Billy Elliot and scores of similar films come to mind-- The Chorus will not disappoint you. Disappointing, however, is that Barratier didn t pick a fresher subject for his first film, disappointing, also, that out of all the unique and innovative films that came out of France last year, this formulaic and obvious movie was picked to represent the country at the Academy Awards.
春天不仅意味着万物复苏、姹紫嫣红,候鸟一路向南,它更是一个友好的季节,我们大可以欢天喜地,穿红戴绿。所以人们总是习惯用“春天”来形容美好,代替开始,讴歌希望。
一群叛逆的孩子,一个暴虐的校长,当他们遇见仁慈的校监,整个校园奇迹般地度过阴霾,迎来了春天。
校监马修善良而不失严谨。他懂得人的尊严,因而慈悲为怀。他是个不成功的音乐家,不苟言笑,然而却执着于音乐能使“坏小孩”转变,给人带去快乐。自然而然,同学们都成了小小合唱团的一员。每天的必修课就是唱歌。学着配合,学着使歌声美丽,学着安定。
孩子们由最初的五音不成调,到最后的`自信与默契,这一变化是深谙音乐魔力的马修意料之中的事。正如我们不必过分担忧花苞是否绽放,权可以静待花香四溢。
春洗脱了冬的冷傲和秋的惆怅,当早晨__点钟,太阳高挂,温暖便在心里静静流淌。人们会莫名地抬头仰望蓝天,并不是为了思念,而是一种祈祷或是感激。抑或只是单纯地停驻,去欣赏向来被遗忘的风景。简单使得春天拥有着可以高歌的权力。在孩子们的世界里,快乐显得纯粹。有歌声,微笑便装满胸膛。就像一场春雨后的彩虹,那样自然,又很可贵。
春天似乎有点短暂,来得静悄悄,去得也无影踪。徐志摩先生的那一脍炙人口的诗句———轻轻地我走了,正如我轻轻地来……原来也可以安放在“春天”。学校着火了,学生们安然无恙,这个像是故事的事故却导致了马修的离职。“我盼望着能看见孩子们涌到门口和我道别”,这是马修心底里卑微的愿望。可惜并没有。然而在路的转角,孩子们用他们引以为傲的清脆的歌声铺满了整条街,覆盖了临别时的忧愁。挥动的双手,是在道别,更像是无助的表达,也在宣告着,从此后要独自飞翔。
还在念着“冬天来了,春天还会远吗?”,一转眼,春天已掠过身旁。不经意地,我们竟看见小鸟欢唱、柳枝嫩绿、蝴蝶翩飞……
冬天终于过去了,春天踏着欢快的脚步来到人间。
寒风被赶走了,取而代之的是蒙蒙细雨。“沙沙沙”地飘向大地,仿佛在说:“春天到了!”公园里的景色焕然一新。
岸边,成排的柳树刚刚吐出嫩芽,叶子小小的,绿绿的。真像是春姑娘的长发,悠悠地在风雨中飘荡。绵绵春风把小草染绿了,一片万紫千红的.景象。各种花儿
争先恐后地开放了。红的、黄的、紫的、粉的……不用人工栽培,它们就会自己在风吹日晒的关照下竞相开放。阵阵清香扑鼻而来。当然,如果没有那一片片青幽幽的小草的陪衬,花儿也不会显得多姿多彩。小草的叶尖上不时滚动着小水珠,像珍珠一般,要是太阳对着它一照,肯定会闪耀出珍珠的光彩。一棵棵落光了叶子的树木,正在给自己穿上绿莹莹的衣服呢!
小河清清的,当绵绵的细雨落到水面上时,就会溅起一圈圈涟漪。
雨终于停了。公园好像被清洗过了一遍,很干净,到处都是湿漉漉的。
春天的公园真美丽!
风和雨总是结伴而来的。早春的,带点儿寒气的风,吹醒了万物,树梢绿了,大地绿了,连高耸的楼房的平台也绿了。宋朝的王安石有诗云:“春风又绿江南岸。”说的多么好啊!但又何止是“绿”?
在风的吹拂下,满山满坡的野花睁开了眼,一朵、两朵,一丛、两丛……连成片,汇成海。人们面对这蓝的、红的、黄的……气势磅礴的色彩的`海洋,烦恼没有了,萎靡没有了。感谢春天的色彩给我们带来向上的力量和信心。
再看看春天的天空吧。怎么天空也是五颜六色,使人眼花缭乱?啊,那是孩子们放的风筝。在蓝天白云映照下,千姿百态的风筝潇洒自如地飘舞着,飞升着,多么使人心旷神怡的景象啊!春天属于孩子们,天空属于孩子们,然而他们不是同时也在努力地打扮着春天,增添着春天的色彩吗?
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