格林伯格

看似平淡和无聊的对白，却透露着对角色性格极其细腻的分析。胆小，自我，偏执，害羞，神经质…但同时又自负着，认真着，隐藏着一股热情。总是很孤独，也很讨厌这种总是存在的孤独。面对人群，会很急切地想参与进去，却总好像找不到准确的切入点，反而造成奇怪的尴尬。而尴尬又是他最最难以忍受的东西。以至于朋友好心送上的生日惊喜——餐馆里的乐队表演，却给他造成了意外的尴尬，让他几乎失控地离去。交际上很无奈地不擅长，所幸会有个最好最铁的朋友陪伴着。也许是和其他都无法太近，所以这个能稍微理解自己的人才显得更值得去好好对待，因为会缓释那些像泥浆一样孤独。总是叫朋友来自己家里小酌，回忆，唱歌……也不管朋友是不是出于应付。 对于所有事都要求公平，足够公平的规则才能平衡他的极度自我。所以他要不停的给各种机构写信来表达不满，所以他总是在大学乐队解散的问题上面强调自己付出了多少，考虑了多少，也许并不会得到多少所以他会很介意女孩有过几个男朋友又装作不介意，因为自尊突然又占了上风。在脱离对他有着既定认识的那个同学同事圈子，出现在一群新鲜感十足的80后聚会上时，他竟然也是可以那样放开地喝酒玩药，幽默十足，那样自如的挥洒自己真正的激情。好像找到一个新的舞台，以前那些不愉快的感觉并不会在这群新观众的判断意识里存在，自己也就能更好的发挥自己，没有任何压力。其实这些导致表达不畅的压力，都是自己给的吧。为什么女孩会看上这个挫男？厌倦了无爱的两性生活后，也许她看到了他隐藏的那部分，激发了一股涓涓细流却源源不绝的爱怜…可能吧，哈哈我有点恍惚，似乎是在照镜子，对于他的所有怪异，我都能立马从脑中迸出合理的解释。好像影像里的一切其实只是另一个平行世界里的我的存在。当然，人际交往缺陷还没他这么严重，不过确实很能理解。但我还是认为他未必是处女座的。

我有一种认识，草食是物质经济发展到一定程度的产物。比如曾经的米国，后来的日本，现在的中国。草食这个词就是从日本来的。草食人表面看起来很安于现状，实际心理充满了愤恨。有时候也摸不清自己想要的是什么，对生活充满憧憬对社会有着不满，开始接受生活中的不如意。就好像你并不需要有很多钱，够花就行。但你却有着高品质生活的追求，并不是整日休闲着享受生活安静思考甚至是改变社会到理想状态就能得到的物质生活享受。于是你的生活就是这样了。草食人们多很理想化，很容易融入人群甚至成为焦点，但心里又常常与周围格格不入，双方都不能理解彼此对世界的认知。他们也许就是一种人类思想的过度，这种过渡来自于社会经济的发展，由此引发价值观的矛盾——好像没有获得传统意义上的成功而且并不在意成功，但内心实际又向往成功，因为毕竟生活在这个时代。所以他们矛盾，他们常常不了解自己想要的是什么，无论对社会对爱情甚至对自己。一直都出于价值观的矛盾当中。深夜所想，捉急睡觉...语言用词欠推敲也可能又不符合逻辑。大致认识如此，欢迎提出意见。

 - It's been a really hard time for me, Roger. I mean, I miss my family. I feel like all the hard work I've done over the years, kicking the drugs, being a dad, I feel like it's all slipping away from me. - It's not going away. It's transforming. You're going through something, which means... - I don't think you understand what it's been like for me out here, how the life I'd hoped for... It's huge to finally embrace the life you never planned on. I wanted to make that record.  - We never would've survived at a major label with those restrictions. - How the fuck do you know? - Because that's not how the world works. - What could you possibly know about how the world works? - Listen, man, I think you're playing out some old family dynamic here... Apropos of what we were saying before about what people say about us? People feel you hold on to petty resentments. - You asked me what people say about you. I don't want to know.  - Yeah, well, you should know. People think you play the victim. And I don't mean this in a bad way, but you let people feel sorry for you when you're really just protecting your own narcissism. - I don't want to know! - Well, that's why I didn't want to be in a fucking band with you! Because you won't acknowledge your own shit. And you were fucked up all the time! What do you want me to say, huh? What do you want me to say? I had no idea that would be our only offer. I didn't think that I had the power to blow it. I thought that we were all just giving our two cents. Fuck, I didn't know I was gonna be the one to make the band fall apart. You know, maybe, obviously, I would do it differently now! Of course I know what it's like to live a life I didn't plan on. What the fuck do you think I'm doing right now? - Florence told me you were in the hospital. I'd know, I understand about those things. You know, we could've talked about it, maybe made each other feel better, but instead we never talk about anything good.. This is a small thing, and it's probably boring for you, but it would've been nice if you'd have made an effort to know Vic. - Who's Vic? - My son. - Oh, Victor. I didn't recognize the diminutive.