这是一个给出了5星级的评论,比较深层次的谈论了作品的实质内涵...刚刚去GOOGLE了一下《Bedtime Eyes》,这个评论很逗:
This was actually 3 novellas, and the last one was actually pretty good, except for its last page or so. But it was nowhere near good enough to save this book from the gutter, because the first 2 are some of the worst things I've ever read.
I guess I'm a little biased, but I just can't stand most feminist porn, because, I don't know, I guess I'm just simple, but can anyone tell me why self-identified feminists always write such blatantly abusive, masochistic sex scenes? I actually can't think of a single sex scene written by a feminist writer that wasn't violent, and the women in these scenes LOVE it, like, somehow it's a show of a strong woman to enjoy getting the shit kicked out of you. Here's a funny part:
"'Fuck me, you bastard!' I screamed.
'You dirty bitch...' Leroy's fingers stopped moving.
He gave me a look of utter contempt. I was crying now, desperate for his touch.
'So you want me to fuck you, do you?'
I looked up at Leroy, tears in my eyes, and nodded. He spit in my face.
'Why don't you just kill me?'
'No,' he said quietly. 'I can do better than that.'"
Here's another funny part:
"I moaned, and Leroy slapped me hard across my face. My lip split and blood poured out. He hated me now. But I knew he loved me, too. He continued thrusting, trying to humiliate and defeat me, and I let him do what he wanted. I'd pretended not to recognize his genius and now I was being punished. He could do as he pleased with me. He'd earned the right.
I could tell he was feeling the same way now that he had two years earlier when he had fucked me by the piano. As soon as people had begun to recognize his talent, he had started a new life as that pianist. I wondered what else I could possibly do for him. Perhaps the only thing I was capable of was crying to make him feel superior.
I nearly lost consciousness a number of times, and Leroy was obviously very satisfied with his work. When he had finished I couldn't speak. My hair was plastered to my forehead with sweat and he brushed it away with his fingers so he could look into my eyes.
'Now I'm going to be living for the touch of your hands,' I confessed."
This is pretty typical of the garbage that makes up the first two thirds of this book. The last story was about the trouble a new girlfriend has with her boyfriend's 11 year old boy, a tragic kid totally a child of parents who hate each other, and it was actually pretty interesting.
I get the feeling Amy Yamada really wants to be American, she's totally obsessed with black Americans and black American culture, music, food, and in the last story, I didn't even know where it was supposed to be set. The main woman is Japanese, and the ex-wife of her boyfriend is Japanese, but everyone else in the story, the women and men both, have English names, and the kid asks for 5 dollars to buy a cheeseburger. What the shit?
Anyway, no no no
这是文化的问题,日本的直川奖是一个很严肃的文学奖,山田咏美一出道,就靠这本书《Bedtime Eyes》在日本得了这个奖。刚刚去GOOGLE了一下《Bedtime Eyes》,这个评论很逗:
This was actually 3 novellas, and the last one was actually pretty good, except for its last page or so. But it was nowhere near good enough to save this book from the gutter, because the first 2 are some of the worst things I've ever read.
I guess I'm a little biased, but I just can't stand most feminist porn, because, I don't know, I guess I'm just simple, but can anyone tell me why self-identified feminists always write such blatantly abusive, masochistic sex scenes? I actually can't think of a single sex scene written by a feminist writer that wasn't violent, and the women in these scenes LOVE it, like, somehow it's a show of a strong woman to enjoy getting the shit kicked out of you. Here's a funny part:
"'Fuck me, you bastard!' I screamed.
'You dirty bitch...' Leroy's fingers stopped moving.
He gave me a look of utter contempt. I was crying now, desperate for his touch.
'So you want me to fuck you, do you?'
I looked up at Leroy, tears in my eyes, and nodded. He spit in my face.
'Why don't you just kill me?'
'No,' he said quietly. 'I can do better than that.'"
Here's another funny part:
"I moaned, and Leroy slapped me hard across my face. My lip split and blood poured out. He hated me now. But I knew he loved me, too. He continued thrusting, trying to humiliate and defeat me, and I let him do what he wanted. I'd pretended not to recognize his genius and now I was being punished. He could do as he pleased with me. He'd earned the right.
I could tell he was feeling the same way now that he had two years earlier when he had fucked me by the piano. As soon as people had begun to recognize his talent, he had started a new life as that pianist. I wondered what else I could possibly do for him. Perhaps the only thing I was capable of was crying to make him feel superior.
I nearly lost consciousness a number of times, and Leroy was obviously very satisfied with his work. When he had finished I couldn't speak. My hair was plastered to my forehead with sweat and he brushed it away with his fingers so he could look into my eyes.
'Now I'm going to be living for the touch of your hands,' I confessed."
This is pretty typical of the garbage that makes up the first two thirds of this book. The last story was about the trouble a new girlfriend has with her boyfriend's 11 year old boy, a tragic kid totally a child of parents who hate each other, and it was actually pretty interesting.
I get the feeling Amy Yamada really wants to be American, she's totally obsessed with black Americans and black American culture, music, food, and in the last story, I didn't even know where it was supposed to be set. The main woman is Japanese, and the ex-wife of her boyfriend is Japanese, but everyone else in the story, the women and men both, have English names, and the kid asks for 5 dollars to buy a cheeseburger. What the shit?
Anyway, no no no
豆瓣的评论好看懂一些:这是一个给出了5星级的评论,比较深层次的谈论了作品的实质内涵...
There are 3Eimi Yamada´s short novel from 1985-1986 in this book. The first, Bedtime eyes, is about heroine´s love for black American soldier nicknamed Spoon, who is sometimes very tender and sometimes very violent toward her. He is very sexy for her and she loves his body, but she learn very slowly to love him (his soul and mind, his behaviour). She manages this at last, but he is deserter from his army base and he is taken into prison for desertion. She is devasted and she swears she will be love him forever. (This remind me on ending of Snakes and earrings by Hitomi Kanehara.) The third, Jesse, is about the similar thing, but her black lover is only tender and very good man, but he had 11-years-old son Jesse, who hates her and tortures her. But they learn to live together at last.
Eimi Yamada really lived with black American soldier (but no deserter )) who has 11-years-old son. )
Most interesting for me is the second story, The piano player´s fingers. Heroine is beautiful and capricious Japanese "queen" who is loved by many American soldiers which slave to her. One of them, who loved her very much, was Leroy, nice young man who played piano for his (and her) amusement. She broke up with him cruelly and he was totaly devasted. He returns into Japan after 2 years as famous pianist who is loved by many women. She falls in mad love with him, but he seeks only revenge on her, cruelly toys with her and tortures her. Their sex has strong SM taste. She doesn´like pain but she loves Leroy and she tries endures it all in hope for his future forgiveness. She lives still with her another boyfriend, tender D. C., who loves her very much. He doesn´t know about Leroy, but he is suspicious that she cheats on him. But he loves her still. And she beginns to like D. C. very much - but she doesn´t love him, this is more pity than love. But she is tender toward him, at first at her life. And she confess her love for Leroy, which is her first love confession for anyone at her life, too. But he wants to leave her and to return to U. S. A. She beggs him to kill her in this case, but he tells her that she will be more suffer as abandoned by him than if she would be dead. She hits him after that and she accidentaly kills him. She returns to D. C. and tries to love him but in her soul she feels herself without Leroy as she would be dead...
It reminds me very much on Snakes and earrings by Hitomi Kanehara, but it is more understable version for me. Heroine is not masochist and Leroy is not sadist by nature, this all is only painful game about revenge of weak dumped lover who managed to become strong and avenge his pain. If he could forgive her, there would be happyend, but he couldn´t do it and he died because it. All in this story is logical and whole plot is very good. I hate Snakes and earrings by Hitomi Kanehara, but I love The piano player´s fingers by Eimi Yamada. )(less)