<the song of lunch>原诗未编入剧中的部分

买了这本书.一来为了仔细研读,力图翻译准确;二来为了留做纪念,毕竟是第一次看诗歌改编的剧,更是第一次接触诗歌翻译.片子本身我不想再评论,这种片子需要自己逐字逐句去体会.看的次数越多,便越是感叹语言的魅力.就是这样在字斟句酌之间,不经意的,好些台词几乎都记在心里了.(然而我要再啰嗦一句:这种文学性太强的诗歌并不适合当作教材'学英文',本诗一些用词和表达方式,英国人表示他们自己也看不太懂,更别提使用了.)剧中的台词,全是直接用的原诗句,但不可避免有删掉的部分,所以打算把原诗当中没有编进本剧的章节敲出来,有兴趣的可以看看.------注1:括号中的是剧中出现过的,方便大家定位.注2:大小写,换行,标点,均依照faber&faber出版社2010年版(http://www.faber.co.uk/work/song-of-lunch/9780571273522/).<1>(KeepyourimaginationpeeledandseeVirginiaWoolflopingofftothelibrarywithatrugfullofbooks.)Ateverytwentiethstep,shetakesasharpdragatacigaretteandpullsatormentedfaceasifshehadnevertastedanythingsodisgusting.(AndtheregoesT.S.Eliot,boundforhisfirstmartinioftheday.Withhisgig-lampsandhisimmaculatesheen,)heeasespastyoulikealimousine:apowerfulAmericanmodel.<2>(Gagglesoftouristsstragglemoreprovocativelythanever;)theapproachtoBedfordSquareisblocked:orangeplasticbarriers--ourcentury'smajorcontributiontothejunkartofstreetfurniture!(Nevermind,he'smakinggoodtime--notetheactiveverb--andheexpectsshe'llbelate.)Soheallowshimselftofeelpleasureinhisownfleetness,innotbeingcarriedbutridingthecurrentsandeddiesofthehumantorrent.Andoccasionallystoppingtoletanotherpass,unthankedpolitenessbeingtheultimategestureofthemetropolitandandy.<3>(Therestaurantisanoldhaunt,thoughhehasn'tbeenthereforyears;)notsincethepublishingtrade,oncetheprovinceofswashbucklersandbuccaneers,waswaylaidbysuitsandcalculators,andastrictafternooncurfewimposed.Farewelltolonglunchesandotherboozypursuits!Hailtothenewageofthedeskpotato,stricthoursofimprisonmentandeyesighttorturedbyanimpassiveelectronicscreen!Sometimes,though,amanneedstogooutontherampage,throwconscientioustime-keepingtothewinds,helpkillafewbottles--andbuggertheconsequences.Ifnotaright,exactly,it'sarite,andthereforeapprovedinthesightofsomenotionalhigherauthority.<4>Lunchbeingagamewithfewrules,andthoseunwritten,it'simportanttohimthatthefieldofplayremainthesameashefondlyremembersit.(Zanzotti's:unreformedSohoItalian....cultureless,fly-by-night.)Hestopsforascrawnyladwheelingabig,unsteady,rust-patched,festeringbintoparkattheroadside,andwonderswhathewillfind.<5>Andthat'swhereDylanThomasscroungedtenboboffhim,thensetaboutseducinghisgirl.Not.Seriously,though,whatwilltheysaywhentheylookbackatourdemythologisedage?PostmodernTimes:garrulous,garishclassicstarringsomeidiotoffthebox.CharlieCretin!Needswork.Craplin?Forgetit.HecutsdownMeardStreet,nowmuchtoosmartforitsnamebutwhereheremembersaknocking-shopheneverwentinto--feralwhoresatthewindow--turnsthecorner,crosses,and(heypresto:Zanzotti'sedgesintoview.)<6>Sametricolorepaintwork,thickfromrepeatedcoatsandsomehowsuggestingedibility.Samesignwriter'scursivefestooningthefascia-boardandflankedbythesamebrasslamps.It'ssomuchthesame,italmostlookslikeareplica.TheWardourStreetwideboysandcreativesmustloveit,mustthinkit'sthecampestretro--whenit'stherealthing.Throughagapintheblind,hecanseequiteafewofthemintherealready.Well,nevermind.Hewishesnooneill.Democracyofthefeeding-trough;swillandletswill.Heandhishandonthedoor-handle,andfootonthegroovedstep,(whenhesuddentlyrecollects--what,precisely?Dejavu?Someartisticanalogy?)Atrueliminalmoment,orsimplyatrickofthedictionary-picker'sskitteringbrain?Eye-cornerglimpseoffugitiveepiphanythat,forseveralbeats,hepursuesinvain.(Toobad.Letitgo.)Hehashishandstillonthedimpledbrassbulofthedoor-handle.Whichheturns,noticingthefamiliarloose-jointedness:that'sapromissingsign.Withthemeekestbumpofresistancefromthespringcontraptionoverhead,thedooryieldsandhestepsinsidetostandontheprickledmat,peeringintothegloom.Middaytwilight,requiringadjustmentofallthesensesbeforeitdeliversitssecrets.Hescanstheroom,whichisdeeperthanyoumightguessfromthestreet,registersitsbusyness,andwonderswhichofthefewuntakencoverswillbehis.Notthatonebythedoortothetoilets,hehopes;northeonewithtoomuchwindowlight.Snugprivacyiswhathewants:tobetuckedawayfromthebustle:ideally,overthere.(Onthethreshold,ontheedgeofashadow-world)<7>(Withoutasmile,withoutaword,heiseybrowedandnoddedtofollow.)Whichhedoes,pasttables,pastpeopleattables,heiscarefulnottobrushwitheitherhimselforhisshoulder-bag.Aloofcarriage,side=steps,calculatedindirection:it'sasmuchadanceasawalk.Anditgetshimnicelytothespothehadspottedfromthedoor.Laidfortwo.Alittleisland.Aneyot.Perfect.<8>(Wesaidwewouldn'tlookback.)Innocentjauntywistfuldittyfromthewingsandwouldrununinterruptedifhedidn'tshooitaway.Justoneofthosethings.Ditto.Asongforeverycliche!Thoughitwasmore,he'sperfectlysure,thanabellthatnowandthen(Whydidshee-mailhimsuggesting)No,heWoofsoflaughterinimpreciseunisonfromatable,allmen,jollygoodcompany,offtohisright.Hedrawsabreadstick,wrongbrand,fromitsrippedsheathandbeheadsitwithabite.<9>Intwilighthimself(hecommands,niceword,aclearviewoftheentrance,...Whatwillshelooklike?)Onhisthirdtastelessbutmoreishbreadstick,he'sstartled:she'schanged.Buthe'swrong.Shehasn't.Sheisn't.Backtohischewing:thefragmentationandmashingofrusksoothinglyloudintheisolatedchamberofhisskull.<10>(Hello?)Hejolts.Icecubesslurrilyclattertothebottomofthetumblerashebumpsitbackonthetable.Wipinghiswetlipalsoexpressessurprise.(She'shere.Howdidthathappen!)<11>(Havesomewine,)headds,anystagebusinessbeingbetterthanadry.(I'mafraidithasn'treallyhadtime,butHepoursintothetwoglasses,measuringbyearidenticalnotes,)thendoesn'tputthebottledown.Hehasaspeechtodeliver.(...Andtheydrink.Becomingpalatable.)Herexpressionexpressesnojudgementandsheputstheglassdown.(Youhaven'tchanged....It'salmostallpizzas,)heapologisesbeforeshehasreadaword.(I'mafraidtheplacehasgonetothedogs.)Shelooksaround,cursorily.(Don'tbeabsurd,it'sfine.)<12>Acrossthetableacrosscleanclothandcluttersheleansandwooinglytwicewithmiddlefingernudgeshimontheknuckle.(Comeon,nosulks.Benice.Soissage....Pax,)heagrees,aggrieved.Andtheyshakehands,asqueezeoffingersrather:herslightthentightthenlightagaininhis,thenefficientlyretrieved.<13>Heisstartledfromthisrecklessplungeintomemorybyhisownawarenessofit:likesnppingoutofadoze.Howlongcanithavelasted?Gonesometime.(Butsheseemsnottohavenoticed,...youwerepracticallyseducinghimaminuteago.)Sheswivelshergazeback:smiling,surprisingly.(It'snicetoknowyou'restillmadlyjealous.)<14>(Andwe'llneedanotherbottleofthis.)Thewaitergoes:oneofthosefellowsyou'ddescribeasnondescriptifthewordwasn'tforbidden.Howmanytimesinsomeauthor'smanuscripthashecrosseditoutandwrittenThereisnothingthatcannotbedescribed.Butinthisparticularcase,searchinginainforanydistinctivefeature,hemayallowandexception.Fromthatthoughtidlyonarideoftheeyearoundtheroom--thebustle,thehubbub--hetravelstothenext:asmalldarkwaitresscarryingthreefilledplatesfromthekitchenhatchreversespausesturnsproceedswithsuchpractisedfluencythathe'dliketocatchhereyetoshowherhisappreciationandberewar