• 阿盛

  • 5:45am 清晨五時四十五分, 12/30/2014

  • Toilet at home 屋企廁所

  • 1’19”/ Canon 60D short gun/ Handheld 手持錄音

The aphorism from the half-awake father; the bowed head of the deep-thinking mother; the bittersweet and unusually calm camera lens.

I thought it was a prickling sensation, but then I realized it was my grief, and it becomes bitter -, intensely bitter. I am afflicted, as I have no idea why a man could despise his past like this… The most despicable thing is that; you know very well that this man standing in front of you, who derides and insults you without restraint, never means what he says. No matter that he denies the things he did, he just cannot evade the fact that, at the moment, he is living physically, and inappropriately. He is a man from the past, living in the present.

老豆半夢半醒的警言、阿媽若有所思的低頭、似苦又甜卻異常鎮靜的鏡頭。

最初以為係刺痛,後來發覺係酸楚,繼而是不忿,深深的不忿,不忿怎麼有人這樣自輕自賤自己的過去,自己的歷史……然而更犯賤的是,你深知面前這個最能把你自己數落到一敗塗地,一文不值的男人的口裡是如何說不,身心卻不得不的誠實,誠誠實實地分分秒秒,全然不合時宜地活在當下,活在過去,每每叫你霎眼會以為他是活在甚麼世紀,從甚麼遠方穿越回來。

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