六度分离

剧情：一对富有的纽约夫妇发现他们的生活被一个神秘的年轻黑人所触动、侵犯和强迫，而这个黑人从来不是他所说的那个人。展开

剧情：{if:"「The boy wants to do so much and can't do anything. Hates all phoniness and only lies to others, wants everyone to like him but is only hateful and is completely self involved.」「Most of the time, the faces that we face are not the other guys', but our own faces. And it is the worst kind of yellowness to be so scared of yourself that you put blindfolds on rather than deal with yourslef. To face ourselves, that's the hard thing. The imagination... that's God's gift to make the act of self-examination bearable.」「Who said "When artists dream, they dream of money"? God, I must be such an artist.」「The imagination. It's there to sort out you nightmare. To show you the exit from the maze of you nightmare. To transform the nightmare into dreams that become your bedrock. If we do not listen to that voice, it dies. It shrivels. It vanishes. The imagination is not our escape. On the contrary, the imagination is the place we are all trying to get to.」「Two sides... every story.」「Agatha Christie would ask "What do we all have in common?"」「How everyone is new door opening into other worlds. Six degrees of separation between us and everyone else on this planet. But... to find the right six people.」「Who do we dance with? We're guys. → Every moment in life is a learning experience. Or what good is it?」「I was wondering if I could fuck you. → Man, I don't do things like that. → That's what makes it so nice. You don't.(And he did. And it was fantastic.)」「We were hardly taken in. We believed him for a few hours. He did more for us in a few hours than our children ever did.」"<>""}「The boy wants to do so much and can't do anything. Hates all phoniness and only lies to others, wants everyone to like him but is only hateful and is completely self involved.」「Most of the time, the faces that we face are not the other guys', but our own faces. And it is the worst kind of yellowness to be so scared of yourself that you put blindfolds on rather than deal with yourslef. To face ourselves, that's the hard thing. The imagination... that's God's gift to make the act of self-examination bearable.」「Who said "When artists dream, they dream of money"? God, I must be such an artist.」「The imagination. It's there to sort out you nightmare. To show you the exit from the maze of you nightmare. To transform the nightmare into dreams that become your bedrock. If we do not listen to that voice, it dies. It shrivels. It vanishes. The imagination is not our escape. On the contrary, the imagination is the place we are all trying to get to.」「Two sides... every story.」「Agatha Christie would ask "What do we all have in common?"」「How everyone is new door opening into other worlds. Six degrees of separation between us and everyone else on this planet. But... to find the right six people.」「Who do we dance with? We're guys. → Every moment in life is a learning experience. Or what good is it?」「I was wondering if I could fuck you. → Man, I don't do things like that. → That's what makes it so nice. You don't.(And he did. And it was fantastic.)」「We were hardly taken in. We believed him for a few hours. He did more for us in a few hours than our children ever did.」{else}一对富有的纽约夫妇发现他们的生活被一个神秘的年轻黑人所触动、侵犯和强迫，而这个黑人从来不是他所说的那个人。{end if}收起