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他们让我看见他们的眼泪,就像在让我知道,他们看到了我,制作这部纪录片背后的眼泪。台湾的观众,听见了我的呐喊。 我知道《悄逝的记忆》找到了知音。

台湾国际纪录片双年展,第一场放映会。一名年轻妇女向我走过来,伸手触碰了我,跟我说了声谢谢。随后,她跟我母亲打了个招呼,给了我母亲一个拥抱,说了声尤其谢谢我妈。(是要谢谢我妈生了我,才制作了这部片子吗?)我母亲是个感情非常丰富的人,我妈什么也没说,眼眶和鼻子就都红了!即刻,那位妇人哭了!

我不清楚妇人眼泪的根源。只听她说:“我也有。。。”

我说:“你也曾面临逼迁?”

妇人连忙说:“没有没有,不是。。”(擦着眼泪)

(我的整个手臂已经在她的后肩)

妇人:“有些时候(哭泣)。。。就是。。。其实人到了一定的年纪,。。。当年级越来越大时。。。(哭得说不出话来了)

整个过程有好几分钟,妇女一直无法把她完整的话说完。我给了她拥抱,试图安慰安慰她。之后,我们交换了名片,因为放映厅需要关闭,所以我们似乎也没有时间多相处。我看着她正擦着泪,缓缓走上楼梯的背影。我有点儿心疼,虽然也不知道她究竟有着什么样的故事、辛酸或心事。眼前还出现她用手擦去眼镜后的眼泪。我好想再给她个拥抱,她已经消失在我的视线了。

到头来,我真的不知道她究竟是在哭些什么?因为从她的谈话中,也不像是曾经被逼搬离家园等等。不过我猜测,她或许也曾有过无法唤回的曾经,也许她也有过逝去的童年?我真的不清楚,不过我很清楚的是,《悄逝的记忆》挑起了她个人记忆里、心灵深处当中的一些遗憾吧!我的影片肯定让她想起了她的某段过去,或许是一些不堪回首的过往。一定应该也是遗憾吧?

两天后,第二场放映会。影片还没结束,我看见左边的一位年轻女生擦着眼泪,不是那种几小行默默在脸上蜿蜒流着的泪痕,而是满脸、满眼的泪水!坐在我右手边第二个位子,一名妇人用她的棉衣遮掩了半边脸,仅剩眼部。我听见就在我右手边坐着的中年男子把鼻涕吸进去的声音。这一切如今写起来真的好想有点儿夸张,但我真的看见了他们的眼泪!他们让我看见他们的眼泪!!

日本山形国际纪录片影展的现场观众,几乎一片宁静。我还真担心观众的没什么反应是不是意味着什么?山形影展的日本工作人员后来告诉我,这是日本人为了礼貌上,所以一般看戏时都没发出什么声音的习惯。待整个影展结束的那晚,工作人员递给了我一张写满了日本字的小纸条。上面写着这位观众原本买了张戏票进场看电影,完全没预料到最后会是哭着离场的心情,还有他的感动。于是那张写满了我看不懂的文字的小字条,我如今还珍惜着。

新加坡放映会,也有好几回了!最多笑声的一次是电力站播放The Best of First Take 的那一场。连我都不知道原来自己的纪录片有那么好笑吗?我想是影片中的内容,新加坡观众都很熟悉的关系,所以大家感觉都倍加亲切?反而是可以对自己的过去会心一笑了吧!而最近一场在国家博物馆的放映会,我真真正正感觉到有观众是为了我们消失的甘榜生活而来的。更有些是林厝港的前居民。《悄逝的记忆》好像终于找到了它要说话的对象。放映会后,我似乎看见了观众脸上的满足。他们的心好像也有点儿激荡。我看见他们的眼神里蕴藏着一些属于他们自己特殊的记忆。那晚,我好感动。但是,我就是没有看见他们的眼泪啊?新加坡观众的眼泪!哈哈!

台湾影展,我的第二次,也是最后一场放映会结束后,因为是当天的第一场戏,所以有观众留下来和我交流。我记得他们的一些问题,我喜欢。还有一名当地的学生曾去过新加坡,因此对新加坡的纪录片有兴趣。专程从台北赶到台中来支持新加坡纪录片!还说影片让她看到了一个不同的新加坡,她那一次没看到的新加坡,于是打算再去多一次新加坡!这群学生真的很积极,勇于发问和讨论,值得学习!突然间又半路杀出不知道那里冒出来的一名观众,要求合照。张得蛮清秀的,我都还没来得及和她说话,她又不见踪影了!

台湾观众的眼泪,他们没有隐藏的情感,感动了我!

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Some Reviews on Diminishing Memories:
 
Karen, an audience from Taiwan International Documentary Festival 2006-
 

悄逝的记忆的导演

翁燕萍

看了她的纪录片之后,觉得正!

她有她自己的思想

很多有自己思想的人都不懂得怎么表达

她,用它的角度。对于她自己家乡的哀悼新加坡的林厝港

简单明瞭不用看简介就知道在表达什么。

不像有些作品——礼拜5看的那部???

不要怀疑就是“那部”

做到最后还不知道在演什么

全场睡成一片感觉有点像在花钱吹冷气

易懂,又不会流于通俗有深度的片子

有些人有想法不过弄出来的东西很高调

而且更好笑的是那些看不懂的人也喜欢装高调假装很懂??

有些人有IDEA… 但是一点不符合实际。

就像是叫马蒂斯去涂你家的油漆,把墙壁整个画成红色你住得下去吗??

她善于表达她想说的她想要的莫名的感染力..

虽然你不是“她”..你也会跟着电影的喜怒哀乐一起走… …

林厝港因为政府的强制迁离..而死亡

片后的Q AND A也很精彩她每题都回答得很认真,很深入

真的很多有自己想法的人表达能力都不太好有的连话都不会说

很个性的人,很有魅力的一个人,我喜欢

事后一直在公车上回响起她说的话有种莫名的后悔没有留下来跟她聊天觉得应该会得到很多吧

在看高三时也是满脑子她说过的话回荡在脑里

她的魅力时间过得越久就越清晰

那时的一念之间没有留下来跟她说说话将成为我的遗憾也说不定

说不定以后在世界上的某个角落还可以再看见她

说不定不会就这样一面之缘…??!!

很难说吧!!! 毕竟太阳底下新鲜事一直不断的在发生

题外话那个翻译很糟糕什么filmmaker应该是director

而且说实在的那个翻译的英文很糟糕

导演明明说了一大串他只翻译一点点搞不好他不会念的单字都跳过

FOCUS IN老师有教都没听

连我这种破英文都听得出来

导演在片后检讨的时候回答问题的表情给人种很信赖的感觉

真的给人种很近的感觉

好后悔没留下来哦….

 

 

A Nutshell Review-
 

Diminishing Memories was relatively serious, heartwarming, and extremely touching. Singapore isn’t large, geographically speaking, but I’m certain each area in our island has its own distinct personality. And the personality of early Lim Chu Kang (LCK), and its transformation, is vividly captured by director Eng Yee Peng beautifully, as she experienced it herself while growing up. With interviews and countless anecdotes by family members, and of those who had lived in the village days of the past, this documentary offered us a memorable trip down memory lane as to how fast things in our society have progressed, and how the kampung lifestyle could very much be envied by city dwellers – the slower pace of life, the genuine neighbourliness, the living of life instead of the rat race.

 

Complete with family photos, stills, animation, and even an old 16mm movie clip, it is without a doubt that you can feel that this is a very personal film, and yet be touched by the sincerity of Yee Peng’s passion for LCK. Recounting childhood (diminishing) memories, we see how urbanization and relocation (without much choice) have an effect on the kampung folks, and how they adapt, successfully or otherwise, to change.

I believe this documentary has done wonders for LCK, and for a new generation of Singaporeans who have never experienced first hand the village lifestyle, or cannot imagine that Singapore once had villages on the mainland, a new medium apart from textbooks and archived photographs is now here, in the form of this film, to see and hear the experience of those who have lived in the bygone era, and their reminiscence of life as it used to be.

I think Singapore made documentaries about Singapore are rare, and Diminishing Memories is a valued film that deserves a place in our film archives for its preservation of lives that once were, of a lifestyle now almost forgotten.

 
 

Sinema.Sg-
 

Sometimes, you can’t ever go home again

Okay, ignore the sometimes choppy video and sound editing that’s a little off, the narrator’s sometimes over-melodramatic voice-overs, the inexplicable animation sequence about the narrator’s dog, the moments that go for the cheap laughs — because dammit, Diminishing Memories is a heartfelt, moving, rousing film. Because other than those elements, the interviews, which make up the bulk of this documentary, are all very powerful and honest testimonies by people who were forced to leave their homes and friends in 1986, amidst young Singapore’s relentless march towards industrialisation and urbanisation.

There is a palpable sense of frustration, anger, loss and helplessness when these interviewees talk about having to give up their homes and way of life, of having lost some of their innocence when confronted with the need for progress. This is summed up perfectly later in the film when the narrator, who moved to an HDB flat with two siblings some eight months before the rest of the family, interviews her mother about the sense of having lost something that she had not been aware was missing in the first place, because she had been so young when she moved. It was only after her return from an education overseas that she felt the loss so keenly.

Yee Peng also uses many old photographs, some from the National Archives but mostly her family’s and from other personal collections, that tell more of the story than her narration and our history books ever could. Faded and dated these photos may be, but they are also deeply personal — yet now sadly relegated to being artefacts of an abruptly lost age.

There are some very nice little touches in the film that inspired more than a bit of nostalgia, especially the scene with mimosas. I remember squatting in my primary school field for hours and touching the leaves of these plants, watching as they closed up — how many children afford the time for that now? When was the last time anyone even saw the formerly ubiquitous mimosa?

The film starts and ends with the narrator visiting the site of her old home, now reclaimed by nature, overgrown with trees and undergrowth. It’s been twenty years, but everything remains where they were left — the sad outlines of houses that once stood, and the human detritus that would be alien to any ”modern” society. What price progress, indeed.

Below is a compilation of some of the responses from the audience who attended the Cine.Sg screening at the Museum on 18th Oct 2006.

"Just wanted to say how much I enjoyed your film last night. I found it extremely moving and I think the experience is something that many of us can identify with. I dream of my old home very very often too. Even if we haven’t lived in a kampong, the experience of being dislocated is so common, not just due to government forces, but also commercial ones – our old bungalow homes are now condos, and our old flats are now being en-blocked to become spanking new condos too… On top of that, the general landscape of Singapore changes so fast that it’s not just our old homes, but many public areas that start to look unfamiliar after a while too.  Thanks again for sharing your most heartfelt emotions and opening up the hearts of your audience to what is probably the hidden trauma of our nation’s post-independence generation."

Best wishes,
Ai Lin

 

"It is quite powerful.  There is still scope for some more fine tuning with editing.  Over all it is a very sensitive and subtle.  We feel your sense of loss and we are touched by your persistence to bring it to our attention.  Thanks for sharing your passion and emotional attachment."

All the best in your new projects.  Stay in touch. 

Rgds

Sam Kumar

 

"I have wanted to thank you for giving me the precious opportunity to share your sentiments thru the touching documentary. I learn a lot from it, shocked and saddened to know for the first time that many of the elder residents "jumped" to kill themselves after being forced to move into flats."

Chew Juai Fong (Lianhe Zaobao, Editor Commentary Desk)

 

"Think we all enjoyed your film very much.  It was very honest and
heartfelt, and at the same time, I thought it presented quite a balanced
view of things.  I really appreciated the glimpse your film offered of a
little bit of Singapore’s past, as well as the individual life stories
involved.  Think future generations will also appreciate the documentation
that you have provided.  Thank YOU!"

– Adele Tan