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电影
007之海底城
1977 / 英国 / 动作 / 冒险 / 惊悚 / 2021
罗杰·摩尔 / 芭芭拉·贝芝 / 库尔德·于尔根斯 / 理查德·基尔 / 卡罗琳·莫罗 / 沃尔特·戈塔尔 / 格佛雷·肯 / 伯纳德·李 / 乔治·贝克 / 迈克尔·比灵顿 / 欧嘉·布赖尔斯 / 戴斯蒙德·莱维林 / 爱德华·德索萨 / 弗农·多布切夫
近日，英国、苏联两国核子潜艇竟然相继离奇失踪了！这一现象引起了英国军方的高度重视，当然又到了王牌特工007邦德（罗杰·摩尔 Roger Moore 饰）的出场时间。邦德经过调查终于发现幕后的黑手原来就是世界巨富航运业大亨史登堡，他为实现自己征服世界的野心，建立了一座海底城。史登堡高薪聘请科学家研发出了潜水艇跟踪系统，把把英、苏核子动力潜艇占为己有，他计划利用核子飞弹将纽约和莫斯科炸毁，实现一次毁灭两个超级强国的野心。007即将进入海底城阻止这个狂人的疯狂计划。
电影
苔丝
1979 / 美国 / 爱情 / 剧情 / 英国乡村生活 / 古典英伦
约翰·科林 / 托尼·丘奇 / 娜塔莎·金斯基 / 彼得·弗斯 / 约翰·贝特 / 汤姆·查本 / 罗斯玛丽·马丁 / 布里吉德·艾琳·贝茨 / 珍妮·比拉斯 / 杰拉尔丁·阿祖尔 / 斯蒂芬妮·特雷耶 / 埃洛迪·沃诺 / 本·里克斯 / 利·劳森
苔丝（娜塔莎·金斯基 Nastassja Kinski 饰）出生于英国乡村的一个小农家庭，一天她的父亲听说自家是古老贵族德伯维尔的后裔。这个传闻，让苔丝的一生发生了剧变。因为有一个姓德伯维尔的有钱人家就住在不远，父母让苔丝前去攀亲。<br>苔丝的美貌让德伯维尔家的少爷阿雷克（利·劳森 Leigh Lawson 饰）心生邪念，他夺走了苔丝的贞洁，让苔丝怀上了孩子，然而孩子却在出生后不久就夭折了。在德伯维尔家的这段悲惨经历，让苔丝失去了当时社会最看重的贞操，当她在牛奶厂遇上安吉尔（彼得·弗斯 Peter Firth饰），以为安吉尔是她的终生伴侣时，却在新婚一夜因为告知安吉尔自己的过往而遭到抛弃。对爱情对生活已经绝望的苔丝，此时又遇上了家庭的变故。面对阿雷克的再次追求，苔丝别无选择。然而，苔丝的命运仍然急泻直下……
电影
国王与国家
1964 / 英国 / 剧情 / 战争
德克·博加德 / 汤姆·康特奈 / 莱奥·麦凯恩 / 巴里·福斯特 / 彼得·科普利 / 詹姆斯·维利尔斯 / 杰瑞米·斯宾塞 / Barry Justice / Vivian Matalon / 基思·巴克利 / James Hunter / Larry Taylor
The last time Britain was a major force in world cinema was in the 1960s; a documentary of a few years back on the subject was entitled 'Hollywood UK'. This was the era of the Kitchen Sink, social realism, angry young men; above all, the theatrical. And yet, ironically, the best British films of the decade were made by two Americans, Richard Lester and Joseph Losey, who largely stayed clear of the period's more typical subject matter, which, like all attempts at greater realism, now seems curiously archaic. 'King and Country', though, seems to be the Losey film that tries to belong to its era. Like 'Look Back in Anger' and 'A Taste of Honey', it is based on a play, and often seems cumbersomely theatrical. Like 'Loneliness of the long distance runner', its hero is an exploited, reluctantly transgressive working class lad played by Tom Courtenay. Like (the admittedly brilliant) 'Charge of the Light Brigade', it is a horrified, near-farcical (though humourless) look at the horrors of war, most particularly its gaping class injustices. Private Hamp is a young volunteer soldier at Pachendaele, having served three years at the front, who is court-martialled for desertion. Increasingly terrorised by the inhuman pointlessness of trench warfare, the speedy, grisly, violent deaths of his comrades and the medieval, rat-infested conditions of his trench, he claims to have emerged dazed from one gruesome attack and decided to walk home, to England. He is defended by the archetypal British officer, Captain Hargreaves, who professes disdain for the man's cowardice, but must do his duty. He attempts to spin a defence on the grounds of madness, but the upper-crust officers have heard it all before. This is a very nice, duly horrifying, liberal-handwringing, middle-class play. It panders to all the cliches of the Great War - the disgraceful working-class massacre, while the officers sup whiskey (Haig!) - figured in some charmingly obvious symbolism: Hargreaves throwing a dying cigarette in the mud; Hamp hysterically playing blind man's buff. The sets are picturesquely grim, medieval, a modern inferno, as these men lie trapped in a never-ending, subterranean labyrinth, lit by hellish fires, with rats for company and the constant sound of shells and gunfire reminding them of the outside world. The play, in a very middle-class way, is not really about the working class at all - Hamp is more of a symbol, an essence, lying in the dark, desolately playing his harmonica, a note of humanity in a score of inhumanity. He doesn't develop as a character. The play is really about Hargreaves, his realisation of the shabby inadequacy of notions like duty. He develops. This realisation sends him to drink (tastier than dying!). Like his prole subordinates, he falls in the mud, just as Hamp is said to have done; he even says to his superior 'We are all murderers'. This is all very effective, if not much of a development of RC Sherriff's creaky 'Journey's End', filmed by James Whale in 1930. Its earnestness and verbosity may seem a little stilted in the age of 'Paths of Glory' and 'Dr. Strangelove'; we may feel that 'Blackadder goes forth' is a truer representation of the Great War. But what I have described is not the film Losey has made. He is too sophisticated and canny an intellectual for that. The film opens with a lingering pan over one of those monumental War memorials you see all over Britain (and presumably Europe), as if to say Losey is going to question the received ideas of this statue, the human cost. But what he's really questioning is this play, and its woeful inadequacy to represent the manifold complexities of the War. This is Brechtian filmmaking at its most subtle. We are constantly made aware of the artifice of the film, the theatrical - the stilted dialogue is spoken with deliberate stiffness; theatrical rituals are emphasised (the initial interrogation; the court scene, where actors literally tread the boards, enunciating the predictable speeches; the mirror-play put on by the hysterical soldiers and the rats; the religious ceremony; the horrible farce of the execution). Proscenium arches are made prominent, audiences observe events. This is a play that would seek to contain, humanise, explain the Great War. This is a hopeless task, as Losey's provisional apparatus explains, 'real' photographs of harrowing detritus fading from the screen as if even these are not enough to convey the War, never mind a well-made, bourgeois play. Losey's vision may be apocalyptic - it questions the possibility of representation at all - the various tags of poetry quoted make no impact on hard men men who rattled them off when young; the Shakespearean duality of 'noble' drama commented on by 'low' comedy, effects no transcendence, no greater insight. Losey's camerawork and composition repeatedly breaks our involvement with the drama, any wish we might have for manly sentimentality; in one remarkable scene an officer takes an Aubrey Beardsley book from the cameraman! This idea of the theatrical evidently mirrors the rigid class 'roles' played by the main characters (Hamp's father and grandfather were cobblers too; presumably Hargreaves' were always Sandhurst cadets). Losey also takes a sideswipe at the kitchen sink project, by using its tools - history has borne him out.