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人心中都有一个克里斯
拿到《荒野生存》,最让我不解的是,一名年轻流浪者的经历,如何能让不少记者尾随其踪迹花一两年解开其谜团,让肖恩?潘执著十年等待克里斯父母的允许开拍电影?更重要的是,《荒野生存》雄踞《纽约时报》畅销书排行榜两年以上,牵动了几百万美国人的心。说到底,克里斯不过是一名不幸的流浪者。
“一千个人眼中有一千个哈姆雷特”,那是因为读者们都加入了自己对生活的理解。克里斯奇迹般地得到那么多人的关爱、牵挂、赞扬和苛责,是不是也可以说因为他们心中都有一个克里斯?可能有读者要反驳,谁要去那种没水没电的地方风餐露宿,那是蚊子、野兽和疯子的乐园。
然而,谁敢说自己不曾年轻过,不曾有过敏感、叛逆和渴望流浪的心?美国有“嬉皮士”、“垮掉的一代”;中国有无数为崔健的音乐疯狂,曾经梦想抱着木吉他去流浪的年轻人。只不过,我们绝大多数人在成长中学会谨慎理智,甚至反过来责难那些不切实际的游民,正由于此,人类社会生生不息地繁衍、发展。但是,一小撮被视为另类的边缘人,形体上的或精神上的游民,他们放不下自己唯美的固执,在霓虹灯的阴影,在心灵的边缘,坚持着那个浪漫得一塌糊涂,却高贵动人的梦想。
拥挤的人群不一定代表丰盈满足,人们在写字楼里,在宴席中,在24小时灯火通明的大都市,不是也常常会感到空虚迷茫?只不过,人们以为是自己拥有得不够,因为贫乏而失落,于是更急切地去寻找更多的填充物,而不是一无所有的荒凉之地。
有人说,我们是不举的衰神,绝大多数人没有和这个社会较过一次真,只是选择默默地接受由别人创造的社会、思想、规则甚至邻居的看法。我们自己掂量了一下自己,决定还是把头默默地低下去继续,其间用很多精神食粮和爱情信仰调调味,让它容易下咽一些。
成为传奇的人物却不接受这样的活法,他们说,即使活不下去,也要活出我自己。
也许,这么多人言辞激烈地苛责克里斯,是因为克里斯让他们想到从前的自己。曾经年轻、敏感、叛逆、偏激的自己。莫名心惊。莫名失落。
所有曾经发现内在声音的人,都应该看看《荒野生存》。
内容简介
In April 1992 a young man from a well-to-do family hitchhiked to Alaska and walked alone into the wilderness north of Mt. McKinley. His name was Christopher Johnson McCandless. He had given $25,000 in savings to charity, abandoned his car and most of his possessions, burned all the cash in his wallet, and invented a new life for himself. Four months later, his decomposed body was found by a moose hunter. How McCandless came to die is the unforgettable story of Into the Wild.
Immediately after graduating from college in 1991, McCandless had roamed through the West and Southwest on a vision quest like those made by his heroes Jack London and John Muir. In the Mojave Desert he abandoned his car, stripped it of its license plates, and burned all of his cash. He would give himself a new name, Alexander Supertramp, and , unencumbered by money and belongings, he would be free to wallow in the raw, unfiltered experiences that nature presented. Craving a blank spot on the map, McCandless simply threw the maps away. Leaving behind his desperate parents and sister, he vanished into the wild.
Jon Krakauer constructs a clarifying prism through which he reassembles the disquieting facts of McCandless's short life. Admitting an interst that borders on obsession, he searches for the clues to the dries and desires that propelled McCandless. Digging deeply, he takes an inherently compelling mystery and unravels the larger riddles it holds: the profound pull of the American wilderness on our imagination; the allure of high-risk activities to young men of a certain cast of mind; the complex, charged bond between fathers and sons.
When McCandless's innocent mistakes turn out to be irreversible and fatal, he becomes the stuff of tabloid headlines and is dismissed for his naiveté, pretensions, and hubris. He is said to have had a death wish but wanting to die is a very different thing from being compelled to look over the edge. Krakauer brings McCandless's uncompromising pilgrimage out of the shadows, and the peril, adversity , and renunciation sought by this enigmatic young man are illuminated with a rare understanding--and not an ounce of sentimentality. Mesmerizing, heartbreaking, Into the Wild is a tour de force. The power and luminosity of Jon Krakauer's stoytelling blaze through every page.
《荒野生存》同名电影由肖恩·潘执著10年倾情编导。纽约时报评论“令人震慑,让人感动,一个探索人类心灵深处某种追寻的动人故事。”
我们究竟是谁?我们究竟何在?什么是生命中必要的事情?生活从来都不诗情画意。因此,无论如何,记得给自己留条回来的路。
扣动美国人心弦的阿拉斯加之谜:
为什么富家子弟、名牌大学毕业生放弃一切走进阿拉斯加荒野?
为了逃离沉重的家庭桎梏?躲避复杂的人际关系?
渴望惊心动魄的冒险?还是执着探寻灵魂之乡?
为什么他在萍水相逢的过客心中都留下了刻骨铭心的印记?
为何一个无名的旅行者竟引起美国媒体的争相报道?
为何一个年轻流浪者在美国主流社会刮起一阵阅读、讨论旋风?
记者乔恩·克拉考尔沿着他的足迹奔走于美国西部,走访与他的旅途曾有交集的人,阅读他留下的谜样日记、照片、书籍和信件,并毫无保留地讲述自己年轻时的“魔指”峰冒险,以及使他醉心户外探险的家庭、心理因素,试图解开这个“阿拉斯加之谜”。
作者简介
Jon Krakauer is the author of Under the Banner of Heaven, Eiger Dreams, Into the Wild, and Into Thin Air and is editor of the Modern Library Exploration series.
精彩书评
"Terrifying...Eloquent...A heart-rending drama of human yearning."
--New York Times
"A narrative of arresting force. Anyone who ever fancied wandering off to face nature on its own harsh terms should give a look. It's gripping stuff."
--Washington Post
"Compelling and tragic...Hard to put down."
--San Francisco Chronicle
"Engrossing...with a telling eye for detail, Krakauer has captured the sad saga of a stubborn, idealistic young man."
--Los Angeles Times Book Review
"It may be nonfiction, but Into the Wild is a mystery of the highest order."
--Entertainment Weekly
前言/序言
THE ALASKA INTERIOR
April 27th, 1992Greetings from Fairbanks! This is the last you shall hear from me, Wayne. Arrived here 2 days ago. It was very difficult to catch rides in the Yukon Territory. But I finally got here.
Please return all mail I receive to the sender. It might be a very long time before I return South. If this adventure proves fatal and you don't ever hear from me again I want you to know you're a great man. I now walk into the wild. --Alex.
(Postcard received by Wayne Westerberg in Carthage, South Dakota.)
Jim Gallien had driven four miles out of Fairbanks when he spotted the hitchhiker standing in the snow beside the road, thumb raised high, shivering in the gray Alaska dawn. He didn't appear to be very old: eighteen, maybe nineteen at most. A rifle protruded from the young man's backpack, but he looked friendly enough; a hitchhiker with a Remington semiautomatic isn't the sort of thing that gives motorists pause in the forty-ninth state. Gallien steered his truck onto the shoulder and told the kid to climb in.
The hitchhiker swung his pack into the bed of the Ford and introduced himself as Alex. "Alex?" Gallien responded, fishing for a last name.
"Just Alex," the young man replied, pointedly rejecting the bait. Five feet seven or eight with a wiry build, he claimed to be twenty-four years old and said he was from South Dakota. He explained that he wanted a ride as far as the edge of Denali National Park, where he intended to walk deep into the bush and "live off the land for a few months."
Gallien, a union electrician, was on his way to Anchorage, 240 miles beyond Denali on the George Parks Highway; he told Alex he'd drop him off wherever he wanted. Alex's backpack looked as though it weighed only twenty-five or thirty pounds, which struck Gallien--an accomplished hunter and woodsman--as an improbably light load for a stay of several months in the backcountry, especially so early in the spring. "He wasn't carrying anywhere near as much food and gear as you'd expect a guy to be carrying for that kind of trip," Gallien recalls.
The sun came up. As they rolled down from the forested ridges above the Tanana River, Alex gazed across the expanse of windswept muskeg stretching to the south. Gallien wondered whether he'd picked up one of those crackpots from the lower forty-eight who come north to live out ill-considered Jack London fantasies. Alaska has long been a magnet for dreamers and misfits, people who think the unsullied enormity of the Last Frontier will patch all the holes in their lives. The bush is an unforgiving place, however, that cares nothing for hope or longing.
"People from Outside," reports Gallien in a slow, sonorous drawl, "they'll pick up a copy of Alaska magazine, thumb through it, get to thinkin' 'Hey, I'm goin' to get on up there, live off the land, go claim me a piece of the good life.' But when they get here and actually head out into the bush--well, it isn't like the magazines make it out to be. The rivers are big and fast. The mosquitoes eat you alive. Most places, there aren't a lot of animals to hunt. Livin' in the bush isn't no picnic."
It was a two-hour drive from Fairbanks to the edge of Denali Park. The more they talked, the less Alex struck Gallien as a nutcase. He was congenial and seemed well educated. He peppered Gallien with thoughtful questions about the kind of small game that live in the country, the kinds of berries he could eat--"that kind of thing."
Still, Gallien was concerned. Alex admitted that the only food in his pack was a ten-pound bag of rice. His gear seemed exceedingly minimal for the harsh conditions of the interior, which in April still lay buried under the winter snowpack. Alex's cheap leather hiking boots were neither waterproof nor well insulated. His rifle was only .22 caliber, a bore too small to rely on if he expected to kill large animals like moose and caribou, which he would have to eat if he hoped to remain very long in the country. He had no ax, no bug dope, no snowshoes, no compass. The only navigational aid in his possession was a tattered state road map he'd scrounged at a gas station.
A hundred miles out of Fairbanks the highway begins to climb into the foothills of the Alaska Range. As the truck lurched over a bridg
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