洛奇6：永远的拳王

I still remembered the first time seeing Rocky. His statue was in front of the Philadelphia Museum of Art (PMA), at the right corner of the stairs. By then, I was just a freshman at Bryn Mawr, a kid who did not know much about Rocky and Philly.

It was until 2018, a year after I graduated from the college, I watched the first movie of Rocky. It was stunning to see him standing at the same place in front of the PMA, raising his arms toward the sky. It was absolutely THE film that could represent the soul of Philly in my utter dream. I wrote - "Philly has carried the purest four years of my life. I wanna punch, as hard as Rocky did, on the ring, towards the end of my life, but I also knew that I could not and did not want to return to Philly."

Out of the fear that the ideal of Rocky would collapse, it took me another three years to watch the rest of the movies recently in 2021. Watching Adrian, Mickey, and many other important fighters lived, stayed, and passed away was definitely heartbreaking. However, Rocky was there. After the fight with Apollo Creed, Clubber Lang, Captain Ivan Drago, Tommy Morrison, and Mason Dixon, Rocky was still running along every street that I could easily recognize in Philly. I guess Rocky was wiseful to say, if you stay in one place long enough, you become that place.

I liked the clip when Rocky and Paulie were talking about the final fight, they said -

Paulie: What, you haven't peaked yet?

Rocky: Peak?

Paulie: Yeah. Peak.

Rocky: …I don’t know. There’s still some stuff in the basement.

Paulie: What basement?

Rocky: [Points to his chest] In here.

What was the stuff in the basement Rocky was referring to? Was it pride? Was it self-respect? Was it the damn beast inside?

I soon figured out that it was Rocky's deterministic way of living that had drawn me into him, just like all the heroic figures in the epic poem. Rocky is a fighter. He fights not because he can’t sing or dance, but for the reason that fighters fight.

Marie was right when she said to Rocky -

You know, who you are, you konw the part of you that is so full of life. I mean, we all have that feeling, that fire. We usually never get a chance to use it and then it just goes away. But you can. You've got this opportunity. So, do it. Why not? I mean this is who you are. This is who you will always be and you don't move aside for nobody untill you're ready to move and it does not matter how this looks to other people. All that matters is how it looks to you. Rocky. Rocky, look at me. How it looks to you and if this is something that you want to do and if there is something that you've got to do, then you do it. Fighters fight.

Rocky was right when he said to his son Robert -

The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place, and I don’t care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t about how hard you hit. It’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That’s how winning is done! Now, if you know what you’re worth then go out and get what you’re worth. But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain’t where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody!

Yes, Rocky has gone through hell, worse than any nightmare one could ever dream. But when it is over, he was no longer another bum from the neighborhood, but the one who stood in the ring, with the eye of the tiger.

The Soul must have selected his own Society. Rocky has a life, with Adrian and many beloved ones. He succeeded because he kept going, and going, and going.

I hope one day, someone could also say to me, "I live with a fighter." Till then, my name would be Chris Balboa for the end of my life.

我觉得这个系列不需要解读了，谢谢你洛奇，送给你的诗 一 拳击手在办公室想起 自己快被打死的那个晚上 想想那时候真的挺牛逼 整个洛杉矶的夕阳 都等着自己驼它回家 拳击手的心脏还是藏在手套里 他买了一箱子绷带 扔在角落 拿起一瓶啤酒 给儿子讲讲做人的道理 穿上不合身的西装 对女人说 喜欢现在的这份工作 也许一个老头 就应该待业在家 感叹感叹关节炎 然后顺便种种花 二 过期的拳击执照早已结灰 待价而沽的 只剩下二十多岁时 留下的伤疤 拳击手虽是个不擅长爱情的人 但不喜欢看任何一个女人哭泣 没有老婆 只剩一只叫沙袋的狗 如今那只狗也蔫了 只是偶尔还嘟囔两句 三 拳击手觉得自己活的太久 生命真他妈的冗长啊 于是某天挺直脊背 跑去跟年轻人打一场 挨打时的感觉 依旧是如此的美妙 除此之外，还有一个漂亮女人 她一直盯着我看 她开心的真不像话 也许我脑门上滴下的鲜血 比玫瑰花还他妈温柔

里面那个女演员很像我妈……Geraldine Hughes

刚刚好和1.2部衔接，我也只看了洛奇1和2

洛奇老了，爸爸也老了，好像看到了老张影子，越长大越理解。也许我也会到那一天，心里憋着一头野兽，身边的一切都在渐渐凋零。打出拳头，并不是要证明什么，只是向时间还击吧。

日子难过时，你开始找东西去责备．比如说巨大的阴影，让我告诉你一件你已经知道的事，这世界并不全是阳光和彩虹，这是个十分卑鄙肮脏的地方！我不管你有多狠，只要你允许，它会永久性的把你打得跪在地上！你，我，没有人…能打得比生活还重？但重要的不是你能打多重，而是你能挨多重并且坚持向前。要是你自己知道自己的价值，就去争取你自己的价值．但是你要愿意去挨打，而不是指着别人说是他／她或任何人拖累了你！懦夫才会这么做，但你不是懦夫，你比那要强！”我一直在说比英雄末路更凄凉的是英雄的迟暮。当我们老了，我们是否还会坚守自己的荣誉，并视其为生命。洛奇用这样一段对儿子的话勉励了这一代的我们。

他告别了拳坛，养了一条老狗，阳光明媚的上午，他会去墓园给过世的妻子带一束花说说话，晚上在自己经营的小饭店里和客人合影，说说当年激烈的战况，和邻居聊聊天，劝导一下叛逆少年。似乎一切尘埃落定，峥嵘岁月已不再。我很喜欢电影前半段的平铺直叙，电影里的角色都是老班子，还有废弃的滑雪场破败的街口，洛奇还是住在那，门口一盏路灯，一段儿小台阶。下着雪的夜，我记得太清楚了，不得不赞叹导演在场景还原这里做的很良心，感觉洛奇像一位老朋友，上一次在这遇见还是他开着新买的跑车，戴着夸张的手表和宠物店的女朋友Say Hi，冬天一件夹克也不会冷。这一次就剩他一个人，裹着围巾穿着大衣，慢慢的拧钥匙。

这个电影最燃的点，是在夜晚的街道上痛斥儿子的那一段，我看的泪流满面，简直是我自己怨天尤人的真实写照，一定要告别懦弱无能的我，懦夫才会那样做，而我不是，我比那要强！

“我的拳头碰到他的时候，要让他觉得，像是他妈的亲到了特快列车！”

生活的这一记重拳，我接下，我再站起来，我不服输。现在，以后，都是。