Australia/UK co-production 1996 color 106 minutes
Screenplay: Jane Sardi
Director: Scott Hicks
Photography: Jeffrey Simpson
Composition:
Starring David Hirshfield : Armin Miller—Starr (played as Peter Helfgott), Noah Taylor (played as teenager David Helfgott), Jeffrey Rush (played as adult David Helffgaard), Lynn Redgrave (as Gillian)
won: the 69th Oscar for Best Picture, Best Director, Best Actor, Best Original Screenplay, Best Original Music, Best 7 nominations for supporting actor, best editing, and best actor award; 5 nominations for best feature film, best feature film actor, best director, best screenwriter, and best original music at the 54th Golden Globe Awards , Won the award for best actor in a feature film.
Compilation: A profile close-up of David Helfgott in
Australia in the 80s of the East
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David: "I really... I really... I used to think I was a cat, at least like a cat. I felt like a cat, I really looked like a cat, and I don’t know why. It may be Because cats always desire you to pet them, I may be the poor cat. Am I the poor cat? I always think of cats, yes, yes, I always think of cats. Really, really, really , I know that I am a staid person, I like to kiss them, I like to kiss them, I always kiss them. As long as the cat is willing to let me kiss, I will kiss them. If I see a cat on the fence, I I will kiss them. I will always...I always will...Isn't it?"
A night of heavy rain and thunder. The rain quickly ran down the glass windows.
David's voice-over: "Life is a constant adventure, right? I used to...different...someday I will...change. But can the leopard change his markings? Oh, who knows? That's a bloody game. , I think it’s a bloody game, really, what I’m saying is true. Or is it meaningless? A full-fledged scrabble game. Put the letters together to see if you can build a word. Interesting...interesting...interesting , This is a mystery, this is a mystery. "
Interior view·Ye·Eden Boarding
House David put his hand on the pergola and approached the glass window to look out, then put down his hand thoughtfully. The flashes of light outside the window blushed his face.
Night · Exterior scene · The
camera outside a restaurant is swayed from the windshield of a car parked on the side of the road towards David running. He was drenched with a cigarette in his mouth that had long been extinguished. He was attracted by something, stood up and looked up at the sign of the roadside restaurant, then leaned close to the window, put his hand on his forehead and looked in.
The restaurant is about to close, and the chairs are all upside down on the dining table. The waiter is sending the last two guests away. A male waiter held up an umbrella for the customer. The middle-aged man wearing a flowered shirt and looking like a boss finished playing the piano, and walked over to say goodbye to the customer: "Go slow."
Female customer: "Okay, goodbye."
Boss: "Goodbye, goodbye." The
waitress also walked over: "Slowly." Let's go." The
waiter sent the guests away and returned to the bar, sipping wine and chatting with the boss and the waitress.
David watched all this from the window, pacing hurriedly, he raised his hand and knocked on the glass. The people inside turned around.
The boss waved to David: "Close the door, let's go."
David still didn't give up, ran to the front door and continued to knock.
The barman came over to open the door, but he blocked the door and didn't mean to let David in: "Dude, what's the matter?"
David nagged nervously: "It's my fault, I think it's my fault. Oh, it's my fault, I'm soaked all over." The waiter looked at him inexplicably, inexplicably. David took the cigarette from his mouth: "This world is really not ideal, is it ideal?" The waiter was amused by his comical appearance and words, and looked back at his companion.
David: "I mean, we have to know how to work hard." At this time, the boss and the waitress also looked at the door curiously. "Yes, yes, but I mean this is more ideal than before. Because we are very lucky, we are very lucky, we are very lucky, aren't we? Because there was torture not long ago..." David Bian As he squeezed in, the barman hurriedly reached out and stopped him: "Hey, no, no, my name is Tony."
David patted his chest, closed his eyes, as if dreaming: "Tony...Tony...Tony ......" The
waitress walked over and she saw that David was a little abnormal.
David: "I'm sorry, buddy, it's my fault. It's all my fault, the world is not ideal. Oh, my name is... my name is David." Tony was made to laugh by him.
The waitress came up friendly: "Hi, David, this is Silvia."
David could not help but hugged her: "Sylvia...Sylvia...Sylvia, I'm glad to meet You, Silvia."
Silvia slowly pulled out: "Can I help you, David?"
"Sylvia, Silvia, who is...?" David He opened his eyes, and put the cigarette on his mouth again: "Who is Silvia? Who is? Of course it is you, of course it is you."
Silvia took David and put down his cigarette: "It's okay, just tell me why you are here."
"Oh, this is you, this is you, I'm David Tony, how does this name sound? Oh, is that your piano, Sylvie Ya?" David hugged Silvia again. On the other hand, the boss has obviously been troubled by this uninvited guest.
Silvia: "Oh, are you lost?"
"Sylvia, isn't it beautiful?" David continued to pat Tony's chest: "Oh, it's not Toby, Tony! Tony! Tony! That's right. I can play the piano. Can I play it?" He Touched Silvia's face: "Can I play the piano?" The
boss finally spoke impatiently: "Let him play!"
David seemed to have just noticed the boss's presence and walked to him: "West Ervia, live on, live on. I mean if you do one thing wrong, you will be punished for life, so I say it is a lifelong struggle, a lifelong struggle. Is it a lifelong struggle? I mean To be alive, it is very important to give others the right to live."
Silvia hurried to catch him and stop him. David turned around and hugged her: "To live is to survive, not to hurt any living beings. If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Isn't this a lifelong struggle? Oh, Tony, West Alvia, let’s go! Sam Burt!” David said he was going to hug the boss again, and the boss dodged in disgust: “Get out! Get out!”
Location·Night·Street
night is already very deep, rain It was still underground, and there was no one on the street. A car turned the corner and drove forward.
Interior · Night · Inside the
car, Tony, who was driving the car, was laughing forward and backward. Sylvia sat in the passenger seat, twisted her body and looked at David with a big smile.
David was still closing his eyes as if he was talking in a dream: "Helfgott, what a good name this is! Helfgott means with the help of God. Sylvia, what do you think? ? you know what? Dad his very religious, very religious. and strict, a little voice. he exterminated by the Nazis, is not it? so God did not help him. I can not destroy, the problem is ...... the problem is ...... "
West Elvia (outside the painting): "Why do you say that?"
David: "...I don't have a heart, it's my dad. He said that everyone in this world has no heart or a heart."
Silvia (outside the painting) ): "It's ridiculous."
David: "It's ridiculous? Oh, you're right. I...I'm ridiculous. I have no feelings. Dad said, I have no feelings."
There was applause outside the painting. Sadness gradually appeared in David's voice: "Absurd...without emotions, it was a tragedy, a ridiculous tragedy..."
(Flashback)
Australia in the 1950s · Interior · Day ·
Applause in the examination room .
slow motion. This is a rudimentary examination room. The young candidates and their accompanying parents sat on the benches on both sides of the corridor in an orderly manner. Some of them carry an accordion on their chests and some have a flute on their legs. It seems that everyone has come to take the exam. They applauded and looked back one after another.
David's voice-over: "I will win, I will win, I will win." In
his childhood, David wore a pair of big glasses on his nose, wearing a suit, shorts, and a bow tie. He walked from the door anxiously with his mouth. Li murmured: "I will win..." On the stage
facing the door, an old man stood on it and clapped vigorously. Little David slowly stepped up the steps.
The old man touched his shoulder: "Now David is going to perform for us. Right, David?"
David turned to face the audience and replied, "Yes." The
old man (outside the picture): "You want to play for us What? David?" The
camera pans to the audience, and someone is whispering something.
David is obviously embarrassed, and it seems that this may be the first time he has played in public. He looked around the stage timidly, and murmured: "Oh..." The
old man leaned down and asked, "David? What are you going to play for us?"
"Oh, please forgive me ." A voice sounded from the back of the examination room. Everyone followed the prestige, and from the last row stood a 50-year-old man: "Chopin's Polish dance music. Please forgive me." He is David's father Peter Helfgott.
Mr. Ben Rosen, one of the three judges sitting at the front, the music teacher, didn't seem to believe his ears, so he turned his head and glanced at Peter with a scrutiny look.
Everyone applauded again.
David laid out the score and adjusted the angle of the chair. Mr. Rosen touched his forehead indifferently.
David bowed his head for a while and began to play.
Close-up: His fingers jump fluently on the piano keys.
David furrowed his eyebrows and stared at the score intently, showing a kind of dignity and maturity not commensurate with his age.
Mr. Rosen was gradually attracted by the sound of his piano, slowly opened his eyes and raised his head.
David was completely immersed in the performance. The dilapidated mobile piano with wheels kept moving forward, and David had to stand up, stepping on the pedal with one foot, and moving forward with the leg of the chair with one foot. Nevertheless, he was not at all affected by this unexpected situation. But Peter couldn't keep his breath first. He stood up angrily: "Oh, it's so unworthy! Piano! Piano!" He yelled and ran to the old man presiding over the exam in three steps and two steps: "Look. That piano is too shameful! How could this be?"
At this time, David had followed the piano to the corner, and he simply dropped his chair and stood up. "My God!" Peter complained to his son's back. Then there was a hint of pride on his face, and he turned to the old man next to him: "He is my son. My son." The father and son walked home one after another
on the road during the day
. Peter sullen his head and said nothing, obviously still annoyed by what happened just now, and David also bowed his head as if he had made a mistake. But he was still a childish child after all. He couldn't help but jump and play when he passed the grid jumping game painted on the ground, and then ran a few steps to keep up with his father.
On the big tree outside Helfgott's house, a young girl in the blooming season has been riding on it for a long time. She saw Peter and his son turning this way, reporting loudly: "They are back." As soon as the voice fell, a six or seven-year-old girl rushed to the gate of the courtyard eagerly, raising her face and asking: "Did he lose or win, Margaret?"
The girl called Margaret saw Peter coming with a tight face in strides from a long distance away, and David chased after him with a trot. She already understood eight or nine points in her heart: "Lost. We have to be careful." She replied worryingly.
Interior view·Day·Helfgott’s
David sits at the table and plays chess alone, contemplating from time to time. Mother was busy cooking aside.
David: "It's your turn, Dad." Peter stood in front of the window with his hands in his pockets. David's cry startled him: "Huh?"
David (outside the picture): "It's you, Dad."
Peter came back to his senses: "Oh, good." He went to the table and sat down, "Let Let me see. Let me see." He saw the chessboard and laughed: "Oh, you lose, you lose, you lose. David, remember..." Margaret sitting at the table reading Carefully raised his eyelids and looked at his father.
Peter clenched his fist and said firmly: "You must win! Do you know? When I was your age, I bought a violin, a beautiful violin. In order to buy it, I spent all my savings. . Do you know what happened next?"
" Yes , your father smashed it." David was already familiar with it and replied without thinking.
Peter turned his face and glanced at the photo hanging on the wall behind him: "Yes, he smashed it!" Then he hit the table with a punch, and David was startled by him.
Peter meaningfully: "David... you are a very lucky child. My father never let me learn music."
David: "I know."
Peter (outside the picture): "You are very lucky. You say it yourself. "
David mechanically repeated:" I ...... ...... very lucky. "
Peter, with emphasis:" very lucky. "
David turn a voice:" I'm playing it to you, okay? "
Peter:" Do not , You pick up those chess pieces."
David bowed his head obediently to find the chess pieces. Peter got up and walked to the low cabinet by the wall and turned on the phonograph. Over there, Margaret grabbed Brother Bai unconvinced.
Margaret (outside the picture): "If I go, I will definitely win."
David (outside the picture): "You will be terrified."
"Hush!" Peter turned and raised his hands to signal the children Keep silent, and then sit on the chair next to him.
David took the chess piece back into the box and made a loud noise. Peter jumped up excitedly: "David! Listen! Listen!"
When the melodious music sounded, Peter couldn't help being intoxicated.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The mother who had not said a word carefully looked at Peter's face.
Margaret got up to open the door, and Peter said displeasedly: "Margaret, I told your friends not to come to our house." Margaret had to sit back in surprise after hearing this.
· During the day outside, Tsu Heer Fu Gault back door
, Mr. Rosen walked tentatively David backyard and saw a little girl Susie was there to play, then across the fence door and accosted her:. "Oh, hello."
Susie: "Hello."
Interior view·Day·Helfgott's
David's mother is still busy at the window, and David and his sister are listening to music in silence. Susie's cry came from outside: "Dad, someone is looking for you." The
mother looked out the window, and the youngest daughter Susie had come to usher in the door.
Rosen: "Oh, hello." Peter leaned forward and looked at the person, and turned off the phonograph unhappily.
Rosen (outside the painting): "I hope I didn't bother you. My name is Ben Rosen and I am one of the judges today." Peter approached him and asked coldly, "Is there something?"
Rosen: " Hey, you left without waiting for the award today. (To David) You played really well this afternoon, David."
David politely said, "Thank you." Then he glanced at his father secretly.
Peter (outside the painting): "He can play better."
Rosen: "Oh, maybe he plays a little better, some people don't like it." He took out an envelope from his arms: "We give He awarded...a special award to him to encourage his courage." After that, he handed the envelope to David. David was about to reach out to pick him up, but he was snatched by his father. Peter put it in his back trouser pocket without even looking.
Rosen looked a little embarrassed: "Uh, the song you chose is too difficult, David."
David: "Daddy chose it."
Rosen looked at David's mother: "Even the greatest pianist does not Dare to touch'Polish dance music' easily."
Peter asked unceremoniously, "Is it an award for the loser?"
Rosen: "I don't think it's a loser."
Peter became a little irritated, and turned around to take Margaret, who didn't know when to play the piano, exasperated: "Enough That’s it! That’s enough!”
Rosen: “She can play well.”
Peter defiantly said, “They will... all play.”
Rosen didn’t care about the other’s attitude, and said sincerely, “I dare I promise that if David has a good teacher, he will definitely win a lot of awards." Then he took out a business card and handed it to Peter, "Oh, please see, this is my business card."
Peter stubbornly said: "I taught him."
Rosen said sincerely, "Really? You obviously taught well."
"Yes, no one taught me." Peter stepped forward and put out a gift. The guest posture: "We don't need a music teacher, Mr. Rosen."
Rosen was forced to step back, but he still tried to convince him: "Oh no! Of course. Just to get rid of some bad things, he will win. "As he said, he involuntarily retreated to the steps outside, "Perhaps you are willing to consider it, are you? Are you willing to consider it, are you?" Before he could finish his sentence, Peter gave a "bang". Hit the door.
Outside the door, Mr. Rosen stomped his feet in frustration.
INTERIOR Night Helfgott’s house rang
from the living room, and Peter put on his robe and walked out. He leaned against the piano and looked at David, with a pleased and loving smile on his face. David stopped after playing for a while.
Peter: "This is Rachmaninov."
David: "This song is beautiful."
Peter: "Yes. You learned it yourself?"
David: "You learned it from records."
"Oh, Really?" Peter sat next to his son, "This tune is very difficult. It is difficult. It is the hardest tune in the world, do you know?"
David: "Can you teach me?"
Peter smiled kindly, and gently put his son in his arms: "You know? One day you will play this song, you will make me feel very proud." He put his jaw on his son's head and shook it. "Will you, David?"
David put his face on his father's chest: "I will."
Peter let go of him, with a serious tone: "Then next time...what shall we do?"
David: "Are we going to win?"
Peter smiled again. "We are going to win." He lowered his head and kissed his son on the top of his head, "Well, good night. Go to bed."
"Good night, Dad." David got up. Go back to your room.
Peter took the "Rachmaninoff Third Piano Concerto" from the piano and looked at it absently. He suddenly felt powerless, sighed slightly, then silently closed the piano cover and folded his hands on it.
On the
street side of Mr. Rosen's house during the daytime , the father and son walked one after another and turned into a courtyard. The sky was drizzling and the ground was drenched. The yard is lush and full of well-built green plants. Opposite the entrance is a very particular two-story white building.
David put his leather bag on his head, and was attracted by the fountain in the middle of the courtyard as soon as he walked in. He looked curiously as he walked.
Peter kept urging: "Come, come here, hurry up." He bowed his head and said, "Be obedient." When the
father and son came to the door of the building, Peter rang the doorbell.
David was suddenly attracted by the pair of golden lion knockers on the door. He was about to reach out and was stopped by his father: "Don't touch that." David withdrew his hand obediently.
The door opened, and Mr. Rosen appeared at the door. He looked at the father and son with surprise.
Peter was slightly humble and straightforward: "Excuse me, Mr. Rosen. I've decided, I want you to teach David." He took out a sheet of music from David's bag and handed it to Rosen, "Look at this, Please take a look."
Rosen took a look and exclaimed, "Rachmaninoff? Don't be kidding."
Peter looked at his son with pride: "But he can already play."
Rosen excitedly: "? He was a child, how can show craze"
Peter seemed to have answers: "But you are an avid people, Mr. Rosen, you will teach him, right?"
Rosen is he An army was commanded: "No, I will teach students in accordance with their aptitude."
Peter is still stubborn: "Rachmaninov is the best." He paused, and his tone eased, "But... I think you belong to him." It's up to you, teacher."
"Thank you, then let's start with Mozart." Rosen pulled David to his side and turned to enter the house. Peter quickly took off his hat and followed closely: "Mr. Rosen, I have no money to pay for your tuition." Rosen thought a little and slammed the door closed unceremoniously. Peter, who had eaten behind closed doors, didn't have a good attack, so he walked to the door grimly.
There was thunder in the sky.
In the 1980s, location, late night, and
thunderstorms in the Eden Boarding House, the car stopped abruptly at the door and the lights went out.
Silvia came down first. She held up the umbrella and opened the rear door for David: "Hurry up, David." Silvia was getting wet.
David got out of the car and apologized: "I'm sorry, Sylvia." Then he turned to Tony who was waiting in the car: "Goodbye, Tony."
Tony (outside the picture): "Goodbye."
Silvia held her arms around. David ran in.
David: "It's really pouring rain, pouring rain, oh... beware!" The
camera shook the sign at the door, which read: Eden Boarding House.
Interior · Night · David's room
David staggered and pushed the door into the room. Silvia was holding the umbrella at the door, and when she saw it, she hurriedly asked: "Are you all right, David?"
David (outside the picture): "Oh, I'm all right, thank you, I'm here, I'm home...sweet Home."
Silvia glanced at the piano in the room: "Oh, you know how to play?!" She walked in and looked around, but she was obviously choked by the strange smell in the room and wrinkled her nose slightly.
"Oh, know a little, know a little. Kind Sylvia." David took a sheet of music, "Chopin, Sylvia, Chopin, Poles, like dad and his family, were locked up in him Before entering the camp..."
Silvia continued to look at the room: "How long have you been here, David?"
"Oh, my God, I don't know. I think it's been several years, it seems like a long time." He again Throwing another sheet of music into Silvia's hands, "How does this sound? Schubert... Schubert, there is no problem. Except for syphilis. Is it syphilis? I think so. Then he contracted again. Typhoid fever. We lost him..." David nagged nervously again. Silvia couldn't help laughing.
"Are you back?" While talking, a fat old man with a beard walked in and closed the window first.
David quickly reviewed the child: "I'm naughty again, I'm a naughty kid..." The
old man turned to face him: "I almost sent a search team to find you."
Silvia explained: "He came to our restaurant and seemed to be lost."
"Lost? This is what he does best." The old man held a tray with food and drinks in it. At the same time he pulled Silvia and pushed it out, "Thank you for bringing him back, thank you."
"Goodbye, David."
Silvia hurriedly said goodbye to David, and walked out reluctantly. .
"A glass of wine and a long cigar..." David watched her leave in dismay. Then he turned his head and stared out of the window.
The rain was getting worse, and the sound of rain gradually turned into "crushing" applause.
(Flashback)
Interior view. The venue
of the National Music Competition. In this annual National Music Competition, David's performance conquered all the audience. Applause one after another, people sincerely cheered for this beheading piano genius.
Voice-over: "...Winner, youngest national champion David Helfgot!" The
boy David stood on stage holding the trophy, with a humble and formal smile on his face, frequently turning down the stage. The audience nodded in thanks.
Peter climbed the stairs excitedly and embraced each other excitedly with Mr. Rosen who had already been standing there.
"Rosen, we won!"
"Thanks to Mozart! Mozart!"
Peter: "He can play Rachmaninoff!" The two looked at the podium together.
The host continued to announce: "Now it is one of our special guests who are awarding the prize to David! Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the famous pianist Isaac Stern from the United States who is performing in Australia!"
The applause was deafening, and Peter was even more excited: "Stern! Stern!" The
potbellied pianist Mr. Stern walked up to David, shook hands with him, and handed the prize to him: "David , You have a special talent."
David looked flattered and stammered: "Uh...thank you, thank you, Mr. Stern, so do you." A burst of laughter broke out in the audience.
Mr. Stern then asked unexpectedly: "How much are you going to contribute to music, David?"
David was a little overwhelmed: "Ah? How much? How much?"
Peter was so anxious upstairs, no When David answered, he shouted: "David, everything! Everything!"
Stern didn't know where the voice came from, and looked around.
David: "Ah... everything, but I also like tennis... and chemistry." The audience laughed again.
Stern: "Do you play tennis as good as playing Mozart?"
David: "Uh...I just play against the wall at home, I mainly...play against the wall."
Stern: "You want Don’t want to go to a special school in the United States? There’s music on the walls."
David was pleasantly surprised: "Go to America?"
Stern said positively, "Yes, do you know? That free land is brave." There is also Mickey Mouse in the birthplace."
The host lost no time to intervene: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the supreme glory of our national champion. He was invited to study in the United States!" The audience boiled over, everyone applauded and discussed, and they were all happy for the good news. .
On the second floor, Peter's smile instantly solidified on his face, but Mr. Rosen on the side didn't know it, and still clapped happily.
On the stage, David bowed deeply in front of the audience. The lights above the concert hall gathered on him, shining brightly.
Susie's voice resounded outside the painting: "Now welcome from the United States far away..."
Location · Daytime·Hulfgott's backyard
Susie (outside the painting): "...David Helfgott! "
Suzi is gathering the dried sheets with her brother and sister.
She yelled and lifted a white sheet, David revealed it, and bowed again and again: "Thank you, thank you."
Margaret jumped out from the side: "It's not from America."
Susie: "But he Isn’t it going to the United States? When he comes back, isn’t he from the United States?"
David: "Oh, I think so."
Everyone said and laughed, a boy stood in a gap in the courtyard wall made of prefabricated panels. Outside, gesturing to Marguerite: "Come here, come here."
Marguerite glanced into the room, ran over, bent over and got out of the wire fence.
Interior view·Day·Holfgott’s
house, Mr. Rosen is standing face to face with Peter, while David’s mother is busy carrying the youngest child on the side.
Peter: "No, I have no money to send David to the United States." It can be
seen that Rosen is trying to persuade the other person: "Then...we...we can raise funds."
Peter: "What did you say?"
Rosen pondered. In other words, he happened to see the photo on the wall behind him on one side, and suddenly had an idea: "Mitzvah! David hasn't received a Mitzvah yet."
Peter and his wife looked at each other, and then turned and stared out the window: "Religious. It's nonsense."
Rosen (outside the painting): "Then if you know where to dig, it will be a gold mine." Peter looked at Rosen, said nothing, and walked out of the picture silently. Mr. Rosen was left standing in the same place helplessly.
Location·Day·Hulfgott’s backyard
David and his sister swing face-to-face, looking forward to the future: "... Then one day, I will play with a symphony orchestra."
Susie said enviously, "Oh, I can Go to see your show?"
David: "Of course, you can sit in my Cadillac."
Susie: "Where will you live in America?"
David shrugged, "They said... He will live in a very good Jewish house."
Peter walked out of the house and happened to hear the conversation between the brothers and sisters. He took the stubbornness: "Aren't we a very good home here?"
David contended: "Oh, yes. Yes. Yes, Dad. We’re fine.”
Peter’s old tune was repeated: “David, you are lucky to have a home.”
David had heard these words since he was a child, and he was tired of listening to them, and he seemed a little disapproved. , But didn't dare to confront his father.
Peter walked to the gap in the wall and saw the eldest daughter talking and laughing with a boy. The boy stopped immediately when he saw Peter. Margaret looked back and hurriedly returned the book in her hand to the other party: "I have to go." Then he turned and went into the yard.
Interior view·Day·Holfgot’s
Mr. Rosen is trying to persuade David’s mother: “That is the best music school in the world.”
“That’s up to his father to decide.” David’s mother embraced. The little daughter holding a bottle in her mouth.
"He will be well taken care of, I assure you. Rachel, I beg you, David will become one of the greatest pianists in the world."
"He is just a child, Mr. Rosen. He still Wetting the bed."
Mr. Rosen was choked so much that she didn't know what to say. With a "bang", Margaret burst into the door angrily. She glanced at Rosen and ran into the back room.
Location·Day·Helfgott’s backyard
Peter clung to the gap with a hammer in his hand.
Location·Day·On the street
Peter was riding a tricycle. Susie was sitting in front of the car. David trot beside the car, groping towards the side of the road from time to time.
Peter picked up a thin-necked glass bottle from the car: "I want this, like this."
David picked up a few soda bottles from the side of the road.
Peter: "Okay." He pointed to the front right, "Look over there."
On the sidewalk, three little girls are playing a grid jumping game. Seeing Peter and his son coming over, they rushed to the side of the road, and a girl whispered in the ear of her companion. Susie jumped on the grid, and the two girls next to her stuck out their tongues at her.
Location·Day·Helfgott’s backyard
Peter raised his axe to chop wood while teasing his daughter: "Suzi, look at how strong my body is."
Susie is helping David pack the glass bottles he just picked up.
"Let me see where you were caught by the lion when you were in the circus?" After speaking, he ran to his father.
Peter put down his axe: "Come here, come here, Susie." He slowly lifted the sleeve of his left hand, "Look, boom... boom..."
David's mother was busy at the window as before, looking up from time to time. Looking out the window, the happily three masters are full of satisfaction.
Peter (outside the picture): "This is the fault of being too close to the fence." He called his son: "David, come here. Come, you hit me." The
two men put on a fighting posture, and Peter put his right hand against David's On the forehead, David fisted and attacked.
Peter: "Yes, try your best. Okay, use your strength."
"I'll hit you too." Susie thought it was fun, and came up to join in the fun.
"You come too, Susie. Hit hard, hard." Peter put one hand on a child's forehead, and the two children tried their best to attack and still couldn't hit him. "Oh, look, I'm a body of steel, no one can Hurt me. Because only the fittest can survive in this world." Peter let go of Susie, put his arms around David and said meaningfully: "The weak will be trampled to pieces like a bug."
Susie interrupted: "Like a grasshopper."
"Trust me." Peter stared into David's eyes, kindly: "If you want to survive in America, you have to be strong. You know?" His mother heard. Here stopped the work in his hands, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.
Susie (outside the painting): "Is it like you, Dad?"
Peter (outside the painting): "Yes, like me. That's right. Come on, great."
Interior · Daytime · Synagogue
Peter respectfully Sitting on a chair, looking up at the pictures of religious leaders on the wall. Typing sounds came from outside the painting. Suddenly, a harsh tearing of paper alarmed him, and he looked in the direction where the sound was made. On the other side, an elderly female typist smiled apologetically at him.
Peter retracted his gaze and looked through a newspaper on the small table next to him boredly. Suddenly, a big headline came into his eyes: Young David is on the road to fame. A photo of Peter instructing David to play the piano is attached below.
When Peter just wanted to pick up the newspaper and take a closer look, the scripture teacher walked out side by side with David.
Scripture teacher: "See you next week, David. Don't forget to study." He delivered a thick book of Scripture to David's hands.
David: "Thank you."
The teacher watched David and his son walk out along the long corridor. Peter took off the white beanie on his head as he walked.
Interior view·Night·In the
foyer of a celebrity’s residence , guests in high-end evening dresses gathered in twos and threes to greet each other.
An elderly woman walked over to welcome David and Peter and his son who had just walked in: "Mr. Helfgott, it's really exciting, isn't it?" She pulled David and walked in, "David, Mr. Mayor wants to see you today!"
Peter was left aside, rather unhappy.
"Peter?" Rosen greeted him after coming in.
Peter looked at him absently: "Mr. Rosen." The
waiter walked over with a tray of wine, and Rosen held a glass: "Thank you!" The waiter then politely brought the wine to Peter, and Peter shook his head slightly.
Voice-over: "Ladies and gentlemen..."
Peter squeezed out between his teeth: "I should thank you." Rosen stepped to the side without comment.
Voiceover: "...Please pay attention, we are now thanking the distinguished Mayor for setting up this foundation..."
Peter stood still.
Elderly women: "...Help David go to school in the United States!" Everyone applauded. "Let’s ask our David Helfgott to come and perform for us." After speaking, he led David to the piano. The guests also followed over to watch the performance.
Only Peter watched all this with cold eyes like an outsider.
Interior view·Evening·Helfgaard’s
Peter was sitting on the side of the bed, taking off his shoes, and complained: “These people are really shameless. They think they are important. They wear fur and diamonds. What do they know!” When he said that he didn't fight, his voice also increased: "It makes me sick! And that Rosen..." He stood up and took off his suit: "What is he?" He was half-stretched and read on the bed. Wei pricked his ears when he heard his father grumble.
Peter (outside the picture): "He is not married and has no children. Don't mention this Rosen to me again!"
David's mother (outside the picture): "He just wants David to get what you always wanted."
Peter: "Never compare me to him. Has he ever suffered? Not a day. What does he know?" He straightened the picture frame with photos of his wife and three sisters on the wall. "Does he know what family means? He Do you know how your sisters died? And my father and mother." He turned around in place, trying to conceal his unrest, and took out his leather shoes on an excuse.
David's mother was also full of thoughts while lying on the bed.
Peter flipped through a newspaper clipping documenting David's growth process, which he collected and compiled for his son. His expression gradually changed from comfort to worry, and he slowly closed the newspaper clippings. When he tilted his head and saw that the armrest of the sofa was in tatters, he covered it with a sofa towel and smoothed it.
Interior View·Soviet Friendship Association
This room is full of high and roof-top bookshelves filled with books of all kinds. A color portrait of Lenin hangs in the middle. A Soviet flag and an Australian flag are inserted on both sides.
Applause sounded again.
David finished playing. The secretary of the association and a middle-aged man wearing glasses stood up from the bench in the front row and walked towards David: "Thank you, thank you, David." Then he hurriedly held Peter's hand and proclaimed his praise. "Thank you, Comrade Helfgott! Your son is really good! Thank you!"
An old woman in green clothes sitting in the last row was deeply moved by David's piano and revealed Uncontrollable excitement.
Secretary (outside the picture): "We welcome you on behalf of the Soviet Friendship Association!" The
guests stood and talked casually. The secretary led the old woman through the crowd and came to Peter: "This is Catherine Susanna Prichard."
Catherine kindly stretched out her hand: "Hello."
A blonde girl in a red dress went up. Go up the stairs and come to the relatively quiet second floor. I saw David standing in front of the bookshelf reading a book in his hand.
The blonde girl stepped forward to accosted: "You play beautifully."
David: "Thank you." The
girl stretched out her hand and introduced herself: "My name is Sonia."
David held her hand: "Oh, my name is... David."
"I know who you are. You know, your hands are so beautiful."
David looked down at his hands, shyly: "Ah...yours too."
Sonia smiled: "So, You are... you are going to the United States, right?"
"Yes."
Sonia pointed to the book in David's hand: "Maybe you will go to Russia one day."
David was already a little at a loss: "Why... No?"
"David!" Peter's cry came from downstairs.
David bowed his head by the stairs and replied, "Oh, I... I am here."
"There is an important guest here who wants to see you."
Sonia looked a little reluctant.
"I... better go there," David said and went downstairs. Peter put his arms around his son's shoulders and looked back anxiously.
Catherine walked over to meet the father and son: "I have never seen anyone playing so beautifully as you, David."
David held her hand and said humorously, "Uh, I've never seen a writer before... "
Catherine said to Peter: "You must be proud of him."
Peter: "The greatest pride as a father."
Catherine: "I have an old piano in my house."
Peter smiled: "Oh, a piano that suffers?"
Catherine: "Oh, suffering from neglect. Maybe you can come to my house someday."
Peter whispered something to David quickly.
David didn't hear what his father said, and blurted out: "Oh, yes, I am very willing to help."
Catherine: "I'm very happy."
Peter looked at David and whispered, "Thank you so much."
David almost At the same time as my father: "Me too." There was
a ringing bell in the middle of the hall, and Catherine turned to look. The secretary of the association was standing at a table with wine utensils and greeted everyone: "Attention, comrades, I suggest you raise them. Get the wine glass..."
Catherine pretended to be mysterious: "It's time for me to play. I'm leaving."
Secretary (outside the picture): "...For our founder, our special guest tonight, Catherine Susanna Puri Cheers Chad!" The guests applauded and welcomed Catherine as she walked over and raised her glass in greeting.
Peter fell in his son's ear and whispered: "This old lady is very social. She has been to the Soviet Union." Then, the father and son walked among them. Catherine made a special toast to the father and son.
The
postman outside the house of Helfgott rode his bicycle from far and near, stopped outside the house of David, and stuffed two letters into the mailbox.
David seemed to have been looking forward to the arrival of the postman, and couldn't wait to open the door and rush out. He took out the letter and looked at it, then ecstatically returned to the house: "It's from America!"
Interior view · Daytime·
David Helfgott (outside the picture): "We have long heard of your outstanding talent... "
David read the letter excitedly: "...We are very honored to be able to come and live with us. I believe you will feel that this place is like yours at home."
Peter silently cut the dishes, hearing it seemed to be touched, and paused. one time.
David went on to read: "We also specially asked a pianist to tune the piano for you. We are eagerly looking forward to your arrival as soon as possible."
Margaret corrected (outside the picture): "It's coming as soon as possible, fool."
Su Xi sat on the bed and asked while playing, "Do they have a Cadillac?"
Peter picked up the cutting board and walked to the stove to pour the cut vegetables into the pot, then looked back at the happy children.
David (outside the picture): "Ah, it's coming soon. We look forward to listening to you playing the piano."
Rachel, who was ironing his clothes, looked at her husband's expression tremblingly.
David: "Best wishes. Simon and Barbara..."
Susie happily jumped on the bed and yelled: "Read it again, read it again..."
"Hush, you guys are going to wake up the kids!" Rachel couldn't help turning back angrily and berating his children.
David sat next to his sister’s bed and pretended to continue reading: "You will love our parrot and our poodle..." He paused deliberately and squinted at his sister, "...Marguerite Special!"
Susie laughed. Margaret, who was listening to the radio by the side, smiled and rushed to grab her brother's letter: "Oh, you badass, you made up! You made up!"
David dodged, "It's also by this name." Sister three The people suddenly laughed and broke into a ball.
"Enough!" Peter finally couldn't help but broke out. He rushed into the house in three steps and two steps. First he pointed to the radio and shouted, "Turn this off for me!" Then he snatched it from David's hand. The letter ran away, "Give me the letter. David is not going anywhere!"
David and Margaret hurriedly got up and chased to the door of the room, only to see Peter bend down and open the hearth.
Margaret (outside the picture): "Dad!"
Peter roared, "What are you looking at? Like fools! He is not going to America! I won't let anyone destroy our family!"
David: "Please, Dad, don't do this."
Peter tore the letter into the hearth angrily: "David, I know what's best!"
Susie leaned against the door frame and looked at her father with wide eyes. Full of fear.
Peter (outside the painting): "Because I am your father!" He clenched his fists excitedly, "Because I am your father!!! This is your family! Family!!!"
David stopped saying anything, in his father's Stumbled out of the house amidst the roar.
Peter yelled at his son's back: "David! David, come back!"
Margaret squinted at her father with dissatisfaction.
Rachel also began to complain about her husband: "What is this for? Why?!"
"I know what is good and what is bad, believe me." Peter comforted his wife, and then yelled at his daughter, "Keep the door open." Close it!"
Margaret was full of hostility in her eyes, glaring at her father provocatively, and then helplessly led her sister into the house and gently closed the door.
Location · Daytime ·
David outside Mr. Rosen's house frantically rang the doorbell: "Mr. Rosen! Mr. Rosen!"
No one answered. He beat the door frantically with his fist again, shouting: "Mr. Rosen, open the door. Mr. Rosen! I'm David! Mr. Rosen! Mr. Rosen!"
David leaned weakly on the door frame, tearing and tearing. He took off his glasses and sat down on the ground in despair, sobbing.
Interior view of the Helfgott house
A close-up of a faucet, and the water slowly fell down one drop after another...
David was naked, squatting in the bathtub with his arms folded, his wet hair draped messy on his forehead and the bridge of his nose. His eyes widened, he was in a daze, and his eyes were dull.
David heard the noise at the door and turned his head.
Peter opened the door in his robe, and said gently, "Oh, David, it's time to get up." He took off his robe, "It's time to get up, David. It's my turn to wash." David didn't move as if he hadn't heard him.
Peter picked up the towel and walked to the bathtub, and asked with concern: "Are you better? Are you still shivering? A bath always works." Then, he was taken aback and saw something, "You damn it." Brute! You put your shit in the tub!" Then he took up the towel and beat his son, "Did you do this to me on purpose? You brute! Brute! You damn brute!" The
towel fell on David's head "pop" On and on the back, however, he neither resisted nor blocked, letting his father beat and scold, he remained stubbornly motionless. The water splashes brought by the towel were flying in the air and falling heavily on the wall.
Interior view·Day·Synagogue
Voice-over: David recites a fragment of the Book of the Law in Hebrew.
David is giving an initiation ceremony in front of the congregation.
He was wearing a white beanie on his head and wearing a special blouse. Accompanied by his teacher and his father, he stood in front of the reading table and read aloud fragments of the Book of the Law.
Peter's face was always sullen, as if he was angry with someone. Mr. Rosen was sitting among the male congregation behind David with a book of scripture. David's mother and sisters are located in a remote and secluded place with many women and girls.
Location·Ye·Helfgott's door
Mr. Rosen slammed onto the car door and strode into the courtyard of David's house. He opened the outside screen door, raised his fist and knocked on the glass on the door: "Peter! I know you can hear it."
Interior scene·Ye Helfgott’s
Peter stood in the door with his hands in his pockets.
Rosen (outside the painting): "Don't treat David like that. You can't stop him from going to America! Peter!"
Outside the door, Rosen weakly pressed his forehead against the door. There was a sound of barking dogs not far away. After a while, he turned and left in disappointment. He seemed to think of something after just two steps, and returned to the door.
"No matter what you do, you better not force him to play that damn Rachmaninoff. He is not ready yet!" After speaking, Rosen closed the screen door outside with a "pop" and left.
Interior view·Ye·David’s room
David was lying on the bed with his eyes wide open. He obviously heard what Rosen had just said.
Peter walked behind him silently.
Peter (outside the painting): "David, my child, it is a terrible thing to hate your father."
David said nothing. Peter continued: "Did you know that life is cruel, but music...music will always...will be your friend, and everything else...will disappoint you, boy." David remained indifferent.
Peter sentimentally: "In the end, everything will let you down. Don't hate me, life is cruel, but you have to... have to survive. You have to survive. Say yes, boy."
David tight Frowning and repeating: "To survive, Dad. To survive."
Peter walked over to his bed and sat down: "David, no one... will love you like I do. No one of you can believe it. I will forever. By your side." He tentatively said, "David...can you give me a hug?"
David turned around and plunged into his father's arms.
Peter gently shook his son like a kid: "Oh, I will always be with you, forever and ever..."
"Forever and ever, Dad." David echoed in a low voice.
Interior · Early Morning · In
David's room at the Garden of Eden Boarding House, the windows are wide open, and the white screens are flying in the wind. The bedding on the single bed did not move. A black piano is placed next to the window and leaning against the wall.
Sheets of music were scattered on the ground. In the middle of the room, David was lying sideways with a pink cushion under his head, curled up on the floor with his eyes open. The ground in front of him was full of cigarette butts and matches, and it seemed that he stayed up all night. With the TV on, David stretched out his hand to take his glasses from the side and put them on. Then he pulled out a piece of crumpled paper from several messy music scores and held it up to watch.
This is an admission notice from the Royal Academy of Music. The date on it is July 6, 1966.
(Flashback)
Location·Day·Catherine
Pritchard outside the door of Catherine Pritchard, carrying a small box, walked to a two-story country house. On the wooden table outside the house, some clutter was piled up in a mess.
Interior view·Day·Catherine’s
David sat at the piano, finished playing, and turned around.
Catherine (outside the picture): "Every time you play it to me..."
She sat in the seat behind David with a cigarette in her hand obsessedly: "Your music fully expresses those... Can't express Something."
David: "Is it a good thing?"
Catherine stood up: "It's a fairyland."
David: "An indescribable wonderland?"
Catherine: "That's right." She walked over to David and sat down. .
"Tell me a story, Catherine? What should I tell today?" David started playing again.
Catherine: "A new story. The story of water droplets, okay?"
David: "Oh, raindrops?"
Catherine: "Yes, raindrops."
Exterior scene · Daytime · Outside
Catherine 's house, Catherine and David sat face to face Eat on a low wooden table at the door. David took an envelope from his arms and handed it to her. Catherine opened the envelope: "It's great, I will save this when I die." She held a photo of David in her hand and looked at it for a long time.
Interior · Evening · Catherine's House
The camera scanned the shelves on the wall with photos of Catherine's parents and family. The photo David gave her has been set in the frame and placed in the front row.
Catherine (outside the painting): "All the weeds and wildflowers in my life..."
Catherine wearing reading glasses sat under the lamp and read emotionally: "I dedicate my dignity to you. They are neither frankincense nor fresh medicine... "
David sat behind her with a cigarette in his mouth and wrote something on the paper.
Catherine (outside the picture): "But...you are a god, Jesus, and Bacchus." David took a breath and looked at her.
Catherine (outside the painting): "You are beautiful, gentle...and strong." The piano cover was lifted and the grand piano was erected
at the scene of the evening, instrumental and vocal competition
.
The camera moved upwards by David's hand soaked in the water. He had a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses on his nose, which looked heavy and depressed. He turned his head with a cigarette in his mouth to look at Roger, who was pacing nonstop.
Here, someone opened the case and took out a violin.
Voice-over: "Today, our last contestant, David Helfgot, will play the exciting Rachmaninoff for everyone."
Applause broke out. David bit his lower lip, looking a little uneasy, and walked slowly to the grand piano. The voice of the host of the contest was heard on the radio of
Catherine's home
in the evening : "This national championship will be produced among the following two players."
Catherine could not restrain her excitement: "David, come on!"
The voice of the radio: "I dare say this will be a very difficult decision for the judges, because the two of them are hard to distinguish..." Catherine tried to calm herself down, took a sip of wine, and then listened, "Both are outstanding. The judges are discussing.”
The interior scene, evening, and instrumental music and vocal music competition scene.
Players are anxiously awaiting the result of the competition. David kept picking his fingers, Roger paced and stopped beside David.
David: "It's a fierce game, Roger, isn't it?"
Roger corrected: "It's a bloody game."
Here, three judges, two men and one woman, are making judgments nervously.
The old man with white beard: "He plays well."
Another male judge: "He deserves the first place, I think it's good."
People were also whispering in the audience. Peter sat in it and looked around. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Rosen, and Rosen also noticed him. Peter hurriedly looked away unnaturally.
At this time, the host stepped onto the stage and began to announce the result of the game.
Moderator (outside the picture): "Ladies and gentlemen, I am very honored to announce..." Peter was almost breathless with nervousness.
"The national champion of this year's instrumental music vocal competition is..." The host deliberately sold it off. The players' hearts suddenly came to their throats, and David bit his fingers.
Host (outside the picture): "...Roger Woodward!"
Roger let out a sigh of relief when he heard his name, and David nodded his congratulations. Roger walked to the front desk to greet the audience in applause.
Obviously, this result was as early as Mr. Rosen's expectation, but on the contrary, it greatly exceeded Peter's expectations. He felt helpless, got up in despair and fled outside.
Interior view·Day·Catherine’s house
Catherine was sitting in front of the window and writing. David walked in with a wooden box and placed it on the floor by the wall. Afterwards, he sat down on the sofa and looked at the photo of Catherine's father.
David: "Catherine, your father, he... what kind of person is he?"
Catherine stopped her work, took off her reading glasses, and was immersed in the past: "He... is always busy in the study, always saying,'You go away, Catherine, I'm writing.' At that time I was still very busy. Little, I am very angry", she said as she gestured, "One day, I poured ink on his table and smeared his manuscript paper in a mess, ruining several pages. He looked very angry and stood standing. There was speechless, but I felt his anger, and then he shouted at me, "What are you doing?" Then there was deathly silence. I glared at him and said, "Go away, Dad, I'm writing !'" Catherine smiled as she said, "Later he ran up to me and picked me up and hugged me tightly, almost suffocating me. He always said later that it was my first work. She smiled and shook her head. When she turned around to see David's thoughtful appearance, she asked with concern: "David, what's the matter?"
David silently took out a piece of paper from her jacket pocket and handed it over. Catherine took it. Come over and open it, put on reading glasses and read out: "Royal Academy of Music? Scholarship?" She was overjoyed, "Oh, David, that's great!"
David shook his head unhappily, "Dad won't let me go. Yes, Catherine."
Catherine walked over and put his arms around his shoulders: "He can't stop you, David."
David: "He is like an angry lion."
Catherine stroked David's hair and embraced him. In her arms: "Oh, bullshit, he is just a cat. Oh, I will miss you."
Catherine opened a paper box, revealing a pair of bright red leather gloves: "This was originally for my son, or It's more suitable for you. London... It's very, very cold." She put the glove in David's hand, and then hugged him tightly.
Location·Evening·On the outskirts of the
suburbs, David took out his gloves and put on them, and secretly made up his mind.
Interior view·Night·Helfgott’s
David opened the door gently and tiptoed into his room to turn on the light. Almost at the same time, Peter, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, turned on the lamp beside him.
Peter said coldly: "David, where have you been?"
David turned around when he heard the movement and whispered, "I...I didn't catch the train."
Peter: "It's the woman named Pritchard again." He jumped up as he said, "What are you holding? Gloves?"
David wore the red gloves Catherine gave him.
"You look at me." David ignored him, and Peter couldn't help snarling: "Look at me!" David was frightened, and hurriedly took out the admission notice to his father.
Peter opened his eyes and sneered: "Do you think...you can do whatever you want?"
David took back the notice and took courage: "I...I want to go, you...you can't stop me." He turned around. Enter the house.
"Come back!" Peter grabbed him by the collar and pulled him over: "I'm your father!" He slapped him over, and David was caught off guard, and his glasses were knocked to the ground. Peter held down David and yelled out of his mind: "Everything I do is for you! It's all for you! You ruthless thing!"
"Mom!" Susie yelled from another room. When she ran out, she stepped forward to stop her father, but was pushed away by him: "You stupid girl! Get out!"
Susie: "Margaret!"
At this time, her mother rushed out of the room in her dressing gown. , The father and son have collapsed on the dining table and huddled together.
"Let go of him!" The mother rushed to the frame, but was pushed to the ground with David by Peter.
Peter still refused to let go: "Let him go? If you want to go, go!" He raised his fist and continued to beat David. David had no strength to fight back, so he had to cover his head with his hands.
Susie begged: "Don't fight!"
Peter stopped, and the anger remained: "Leave him alone. He's okay."
Mother: "Don't fight."
Margaret: "I'll call the police." Peter Reach out to stop everyone and keep them from approaching David.
He gradually calmed down: "David, are you okay?" He stretched out his hand at David, who was curled up in the corner. David mistakenly thought that his father was going to beat himself again, so he instinctively resisted with his hand.
Peter Hulu touched his son's hair: "You didn't hurt it? Are you, David? Oh, he's okay."
David picked up his glasses and put them on, stood up and murmured, "I...I've grown up and can make my own decision."
Peter: "He thought he would go to London?"
David confidently said, "Royal Academy of Music." Promise to accept me."
Peter: "What are you going to do in London? David!"
David was desperate, shook his head and didn't want to say anything, and made up his mind to walk to the door.
Peter took the first step to block his way with his body, threatening: "If you want to go, you will never enter this house again! I never have you as a son, and sisters do not have a brother as you! Could this be you? Do you want it? Do you want our house to be destroyed?!"
David's mother had nothing to do with the father and son, Susie threw herself on Margaret and sobbed.
David closed his eyes and took a deep breath, unchanging his original intention: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Peter stretched out his arms in horror and took his son into his arms, fearing to lose him: "Oh, David, David." He Stroking his son’s hair, he said in a soft tone: “If you love me, don’t talk about this ridiculous thing anymore. Don’t step out of this house, okay? David, David, if you go, my elder Wei, you will be punished for the rest of your life..."
David couldn't help but dared not look into his father's eyes: "I'm sorry." After speaking, he walked towards the door without looking back.
Peter exasperated and yelled: "David! David, don't push me!"
David slammed the door without making a sound. Peter stood still sad and helpless, taking off his glasses and wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Peter furiously shredded pages of newspaper clippings and threw them into the blazing fire. His face was flushed by the flames. He angrily threw the last one into the fire. This newspaper clipping is about David’s famous national championship. Pianist Mr. Isaac Stern took a group photo on the podium with the headline "David Reveals Light".
Peter watched the clippings being engulfed by the flames, sparks splattered everywhere, and the flames reflected on his lenses.
Location·Day·Royal Academy of Music
The Royal Academy of Music in London, with a British flag flying above the gate, and a group of white doves flying high from this four-story British classical building.
· · Interior during the day in the Royal College of Music
professor and dean Cecil Parkes sip of coffee sitting on the windowsill look at the crystal edge and looked out.
Professor Parks: "This is the most amazing pair of hands I have ever seen."
Dean of Education: "It has nothing to do with the brain." In
front of the concert hall downstairs, David, with medium and long hair, panicked with a wad of sheet music. Run down the steps. Accidentally, the music score fell to the ground and was blown to pieces by the wind. He hurriedly bent over to pick it up. A boy who happened to pass by here also hurried forward to help.
Professor Parkes (outside the painting): "Oh, of course, he is a bit fragile."
Dean of Education (outside the painting): "Chopin is second."
Professor Parkes is confident: "I have seen too much, I dare Said that he will definitely enter the finals of the concerto trials."
Dean: "Then what do you see from him?"
Professor Parks said affirmatively: "Genius is overflowing." The
dean was suspicious: "Genius? Really?" Finish, grab the coffee and go out.
Professor Parks couldn't help laughing as he watched David's funny look all over the floor pursuing the sheet music.
Interior view·Day·Piano
Room Professor Parks was full of passion: "Come on, David!" He said, knocking the keys hard, "Just knock so hard, knock, devil, you imagine the devil, David."
David: "I can't break the keyboard, can I?"
Professor Parks: "Liszt broke a lot of keys."
David: "Oh, yes, yes." He flicked.
Professor Parks sat next to David: "Come on, breathe out for my useless arm. First memorize the song, and then add the feelings."
David nodded frequently: "Ah, add it. Yes, Add..."
Professor Parks: "Do you agree?"
David: "Oh, I agree." While playing the piano, he added another sentence, "I always agree."
Professor Parks: "Is this all right?"
David: "I...I don't know, what do you think? "
Professor Parks: "Don't forget that the music is on the score."
David: "On the score, yes. Although the music is on the score,...but the feelings are not there. Oh, the feelings...the feelings are mine. Feeling."
Professor Parks: "You can't sacrifice everything for the sake of feeling, you have to keep your balance."
David: "Ah, yes, yes, Professor. Is that right?"
Professor Parks: "Completely Yes."
David: "That's what I think. Oh, that's what I think."
David's right foot stepped on the pedal.
Interior view·Day·
A man in the college rushed upstairs and shouted: "Mr. Helfgaot, your check."
David who was going upstairs heard the call and stopped at the corner of the stairs: "Oh, thank you, White Sir." Then turned and walked down.
David went downstairs and took the check from Mr. White. At this moment, two boys who looked very slippery came to meet him.
Jihua scarves boys approached grabbed David's shoulder goes out: "David, the bank closed it, you only get money it again tomorrow."
David looked at the check: "That can not expect the bank it."
Another A boy with a polka-dot scarf grabbed the check: "We know that there is a place where cash can be exchanged."
David: "Oh, isn't it, Robert?"
The boy with a floral scarf: "Who made us friends? "
Interior view·night·striptease nightclub
In this deafening and obscene place, two dancers writhing on the stage with naked upper bodies in briefs. A maid came over with a few beers. The boy named Robert stuffed a big cigar into David's mouth. The boy wearing a floral scarf brought down the beer, then took something out of David's arms and handed it to the maid, and pointed to the table to say something to her. Robert lit a cigar for David. David took a sip and coughed.
On a seat leaning against the wall not far from them, a woman with a red scarf and looking young has been watching this side intently. She is unkind and unsmiling, with oath in her eyes. The meaning of must-get.
Location·Early morning·
A gray pigeon on the streets of London crowed. With a red scarf aroun
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