鬼庄园

园丁的身世和妹妹的身世如此雷同，我还以为这是一个平行空间的鬼故事，园丁就是长大的妹妹，哥哥就是园丁哥哥的小时候，看来是我想多了。

湖女长得是真好看，有安吉丽娜朱莉的影子，这Ａ爆了的气质拿捏的死死的，也印证了那句话，久病床前无孝子，更何况是活在姐姐光环之下的妹妹呢……不知道下一季是不是还是鬼屋类型。

我终于看完鬼入侵可以比对这两部的优缺点了！

鬼庄园的缺点是，前四集有点太冗长看得人很疲惫，虽然有些许疑点抛出，但两小孩包括叔叔还有管家的怪异，并不能激起我很大的兴趣。

尤其小男孩的行为举止还十分不讨喜，和鬼入侵中几个可爱孩子的形象没法比。

还好从第五集开始，管家被困于“美梦”中开始，剧情才变得精彩起来。

于我个人而言，鬼庄园比起鬼入侵最大的优点就是女性主义的进步，鬼庄园几乎每一个出现的女性角色都展现出勇敢，乐于助人的品质，表达出了女性互助。

鬼入侵的缺点也在于此，分明父亲全程缺席孩子们的成长，最终还是在鼓吹父爱亲情。

鬼庄园就没有这样，哪怕最后叔叔冲过去拯救小女孩，亮点高光时刻也是家庭教师的。

更别说家庭教师和花匠之间的女女恋情对比另一对异性恋恋情，更鲜明地展现了女性之间细腻情感与相互帮助。

讲讲庄园女性群像：小女孩一直都很贴心懂事，也从一开始就提醒女主要小心注意夜晚不要出门，甚至最后舍身救下女主；管家把庄园当做自己的责任自己的家，和女主人保持了良好互助的关系，意识到自己已死亡后还是鼓起勇气帮助家庭教师，中间也一度提醒上一任家教离渣男远一些，自己先前也是有相同经验，所以更能理解；前任家庭教师是为了自己的前程选择这份工作，有野心的女性形象，很可惜被渣男害死，但也一直小心翼翼保护小女孩，并且帮助女主逃脱，最感人的，明明自己痛苦地淹死，最后看着小女孩可能也会被淹死的时候，毅然决然想要交换替女孩再经历一次痛苦；花匠，女主的恋人，哇两人的情感其实有很多可讲的，一直对家庭教师展现出温柔包容的样子，与女主之前的恋人不同，与渣男不同，简直是完美情人，哪怕在女主离开之后想要寻死，但还是好好坚持活下来记住女主；我们的女主，心地善良，拯救全庄园MVP；甚至一切不幸的源泉，女鬼前生，称呼为那对姐妹吧，在那个年代，那个女人被压迫是男人的附庸的年代也是属于觉醒女性，其实后来的不幸说到底也是因为男权社会让她们不得不找一个男人，而后因那个男人决裂，很悲伤，但这个故事背景其实也是展现女性觉醒的一部分。

我很喜欢庄园中出现的各种女性角色，都很让人舒适且被鼓舞。

本人非常喜欢第8集关于Viola的盘白，文学功底深厚，此文作部分摘选，仅供欣赏 She would sleep.She would wake.She would walk.She would sleep.She would wake.She would walk.And time went by, how much time, it was impossible to reason.SleepingWalking WalkingAnd in time, as we all do, she admitted all. She admitted she was dead. She admitted her husband had moved on. She admitted her daughter was growing without her. And she admitted her room was a dream, a construct, a lie preferred, to the truth of the trunk.But there waited for her, at the end of this purgatory, a reward in the knowledge that one day, the door would open. One day, the locks would see their keys, and, one day, Isabel would open her mother’s trunk and claim her rewards. Both of their rewards.And day after day, night after night, an ocean of time, the moment finally came. When she beheld her husband, she saw not the changes wrought of time, only his sadness. only that. And so, overwhelmed, she slept and waited.They buried Lady Perdita, and set about forging a new life. The business was empty, the manor was lost. If not in law, in spirit.They would move away from here, sell the manor and find a quieter life, a smaller one, made only for two of them. The two of they, and also, Viola.At least, at least, she’d be with them both. Her husband, her daughter. No matter if she couldn’t see her, couldn’t touch her, couldn’t hear her. No matter. She’d be with them, and that was all that mattered.They were leaving Bly, leaving most of what remained of their belongings. Her reward for all these years of isolation, for all the ache in her tired heart.But Arthur had grown a superstitious man, and had seen the horror on Perdita’s lifeless face.His superstition defied reason, but felt confident all the same. Whatever curse had claimed his second wife, he would not risk his daughter to its icy fingers. His daughter, or anyone else.The final insult of being cast to the swampy depths, while her daughter would grow to womanhood. This absolute abandonment. It shattered Viola’s heart.The feeling of being pulled towards some other place, some realm beyond, had faded in the years since her death, but now she rejected it outright. With every ounce of her considerable will, as when she was sick, and against all probability, Viola would not go. The eldest of Willoughby’s daughters, once lady of Lloyd of Bly, remained, some would whisper, by stubbornness alone.The pull of that next world ignored, she instead made her own gravity, gravity of will, that would change the terrain of Bly Manor forever.And once again, she would sleep. She would wake. And she would walk. As if woken from a nightmare, she would walk back to her home, feeling each time that it is a dream. Feeling that if she walked to her bedroom, to the room she once shared with her husband, her infant daughter, that perhaps the nightmare would abate, that she could simply slip into the warmth of blankets and nestle herself to the bosom of her family, waiting for her all this time. And she’d stare at that empty bed, and Viola would remember. And the remembering itself was injury anew. Her heart would shatter anew, burning in her bosom, a searing ache that she hoped would be quenched by the cold, muddy waters of her new manor, her new home.Thus, she would sleep, and she would forget. Having forgotten, she would wake. She would walk. How many nights, how many walks, she could no longer count. Her attention lay only ahead, only on the bed that was her goal, and on the daughter she believed, each time she woke, would be waiting her there. She didn’t even realize that a decade had passed, not even realize, after an outbreak of plague in the village, that the empty manor had become a quarantine for the coughing death that ravaged her former community.“Where is she?” Viola asked.“What are you doing in here? It isn’t safe. You mustn’t be in this wing without protection.” said the plague doctor.“Where?” As the plague doctor died, so he was immediately forgotten, and a strange phenomenon occurred. Her gravity, it seemed, her invented gravity that held her to the grounds, that kept her in purgatory, it would hold others, too.She would sleep, and as happens when one dreams, she would forget. And having forgotten, she would wake. She would walk.Viola faintly noticed her own attempted exorcism. And alas, poor vicar, the second person to find himself in Viola’s path.She would sleep, forget, and forget, and forget. And with the forgetting, an ailment altogether monstrous.All things fade. All things. Flesh, stone, even stars themselves. Time takes all things. It is the way of the world. The past recedes, memories fade, and so, true, does the spirit. Everything yields to time, even the soul.Wake, walk, forget even more. Her name, forgotten. Her sister’s name, forgotten. As her memories left her, so, too, her face.So little did she remember, that one night, she found a child in her daughter’s old bed, and could not remember who she had been hoping to see. She had only the faint notion that she’d walked this far hoping to find a child, and here was a child. It must be the child whom she’d sought. It must.She would sleep, and fade, and fade. And others, too. Those souls held in her orbit, those unfortunates trapped in the gravity well she had made of Bly Manor. They were fading as well.The eldest of Willoughby’s daughters, once Lady Lloyd of Bly, now just a thought, just a feeling, not a women at all, not a person at all, nor a name or face. Just need, need, and loneliness, and rage. Her fate was a nightmare. A fate that befell all trapped at Bly. A fate that befell Viola’s once sister, now forgotten in the attic. Unaware that she’d ever had a sister at all, to murder, or be murdered by. A fate that befell anyone unfortunate enough to step into her habitual path. A fate that befell a poor valet, so many years later. A fate that befell even those who died of other causes at Bly, who found themselves in the grips of Viola’s gravity, even if never in the grip of her icy hands.No hope for anyone with the sad misfortune to die on the grounds of Bly. No hope for the victims of Bly, be the victims of fate, of vice, or disease, or of each other.

有人说“弹幕都在说难看”，“别看，快逃”…我并不这样觉得。

有人说不恐怖。

湖中女鬼我觉得造型还是有点吓人的。

特别是第8集，妹妹去阁楼悄悄咪咪开箱子那场，试问以后半夜起床大家还敢把衣服举起看吗？

有人说剧情过分割裂，影响观感。

同样我不认同。

做为单元剧，也许是因为前后不同导演的执导不同的集数，部分伏笔确实没有深挖，没有一气呵成的酣畅淋漓。

但我认为这只是影响剧情高潮的体验。

相反，从听一个故事的角度，在网飞上一口气看完九集，不香吗？

而且，这部剧的台词写得像散文一样，当有声书听我都觉得好美…我随手一停，这句Where would we be, we wretched people, without generosity of our betters and luck... (虽然我看不懂，但读起来就是很舒服^^或者，She would walk,she would sleep,she would wake,she would walk,...这样循环起来是不是用would +动词原形表示过去经常做的动作也能理解了…（抱歉这里英语语法乱入了）

非常非常非常非常非常非常的难看，跟第一季根本没法必，没有看的人请劝退，真的非常难看，不管你的观影门槛有多低，这种顶级烂片都不建议看，浪费时间，浪费生命，不管是剧情，演员演技，辣鸡的剪辑，一切的一切都非常非常难看，这个编剧，这个导演真的绝了，能够拍出这种烂片，全片毫无惊喜，单凡你给几分钟惊喜也行，披着惊悚片的幌子，拍的乱七八糟，没看过这么难看的美式恐怖剧。

我现在看到第5集，我很怀疑这个庄园的一切都是汉娜的想象（人格分裂），厨师很像介入到治疗的心理医生。

孩子们和庄园主人可能确有其人，不过可能已经成为“过去”，我感觉孩子很真实，汉娜会不会就是一开始小男孩说的“恶人一直都在”的恶人？

只有汉娜在重复，这个剧的关键节点可能就在于女主。

还有一种可能，小男孩是木偶师，全剧主人公都是玩偶，他们在一遍遍上演他们曾经演过的剧情，但他们“脱线了”，只有汉娜是觉醒了正确时间轴的人。

哇，这两种设想的结果截然相反啊。

忽然想到剧中有一处汉娜表示明显头痛我想到了玩偶线，但也可能是人格分裂切换点。

我还想说，小男孩很像个容器。

一切都是假的？！

所有人已经die了？

那女主进了一个海市蜃楼吗？

唯一支撑着这个梦境的是所有人的怨念吗？

缺一个点。

第6集，叔叔是人格分裂无疑了，和嫂子私通，小Flora梦游和陷入回忆症状加剧了。

不对啊，叔叔是因为夏洛特和弟弟出事才分裂出的人格，不应该遗传啊,大家为什么这么频繁地陷入回忆？

結尾+0.5星，很想拿它跟《鬼入侵》比，但是兩部又是截然不同的作品，與之相比絕對是比不上，不相互比較反而才能給它正評。

《鬼莊園》披著鬼的外皮，實質上是個動人心弦的愛情故事，我得承認中間幾集有點冗長，且整部劇嚇人橋段不多，弗拉根在《鬼入侵》創下的教科書般長鏡頭，也沒有再次重現，基本上不感到失望才怪，但是最後一集的收尾又是那麼的令人韻味猶存，事過境遷、時間足以讓人淡忘一切，但有些人的心，依舊在等待一個，早已回不來的人。

《鬼莊園》不恐怖，劇中的鬼，都只能深陷在回憶當中不斷輪迴、等待，等待到他們也忘記自己是誰、自己長怎樣，就這樣被時間遺忘，弗拉根也許無法端出與《鬼入侵》相同的質量，至少在劇情上，依舊帶給了觀眾一場深入一切原委的療傷之旅，《鬼入侵》講揮之不去的心靈創傷，《鬼莊園》講不想揮之而去的回憶與遺憾，也許有些人事物忘了最好，也許有些人事物，記得他們代表他們還活著

有些剧第一季和第二季往往不能一概而论，我在极度憧憬的情况下直接通宵干掉了这一季的九集，却发现观感并没有前年来得好，它成为了一部在半夜偷偷被窝里看也一点也不吓人的剧。

第一季的经典毋庸置疑，歪脖吊死女与其结局的感人反转慑人心魄，红门小屋的神秘诡谲令人惊叹。

又吓人又感动又带点神秘主义的鬼屋群像在跨时间叙事里搭配的很好很清晰，相应的，亲情主题也更容易收束到一起在终结处形成合力。

但第二季导演飘了，用爱情来定基调，还是在短短九集里给五六对爱情埋伏笔藏结尾的反转感动，这一处努力确实实现的很好，尤其是女管家和厨师的细水长流，神似根妹的园丁和女主的缠绵，真的处理的非常好。

也恰恰是如此，受限于感情的重点，惊悚的卖点变得不哈人了。

相比第一季一整屋的怪咖游魂与其中善恶相间的博弈，第二季鬼屋鬼魂简直少的可怜。

你乍看小女孩拼装屋里林林总总的人偶满地跑以为映射一屏幕你看不到它它能看到你的存在，事实却是除了新死的善良女教师和骗财骗色的渣男，其余几个鬼魂都是忘掉记忆没有面孔没有行动力站在原地的木头桩子。

唯一的boss还是躺尸湖底每周有迹可循有规律来串门巡逻的机械女僵尸。

第二季花了五六集时间来铺垫恐怖气氛和情感基调，这种努力当你看到最后一集后就会让你浑身不是滋味。

导演编剧必须给两个小演员磕个头吧，如果不是他俩天秀的神经质表演让我以为满屋子恶鬼吓得瑟瑟发抖，就凭最后渣男鬼魂可笑的李代桃僵之计，一点也不吸引人。

不知道导演是不是看了好几遍《coco》，又添了点想给亡者悲剧感的野心，让被遗忘的亡者成为孤独游荡最后垒堆地下室的无面人。

最后三集这种意图扑面而来，强扭着要把观众前几集受惊吓的心变成同情心，此种唐突之处委实难以接受。

正是最后三集，让鬼庄园的门牌转变为可怜人永恒的墓场，从而丢失第一季精妙诡异的关于永恒死灵空间的神秘主义渲染，着重去突出了形式没有讲好的伤感悲剧。

一切仓促之下的收尾，就是处处不协调不哈人的别扭。

讲一个笑话，女主在最后一晚才接受鬼魂存在，这个时间点到她强行与boss 一换一救小女孩才不过半个多小时，可见结尾有多么赶。

美恐第九季也是地缚灵主题，只不过一个英国古堡一个美国湖边野营摊子，这成本就不是一回事，更何况前者二鬼一尸共享千亩庄园，后者一丢丢地皮里挤了数十个披头士，当然不能一概而论。

相比之下，鬼庄园更显细腻也更有钱。

大家讲了个形式差不多的故事罢了。

用拉拉的温暖守候取代百年母爱的机械杀戮，这是本剧最后人鬼交替转换的情感节点，虽然没有第一季来的感动好哭，但导演处理的也足够出彩让人喜欢。

我给四星的最大原因就是园丁，她太像根妹了，味道眼神简直如同孪生，仿佛从未竟的疑犯追踪里穿越过来完成她的爱情，为此执念我感谢制作团队的选角，太牛逼了。

可惜第一季女主在这里只当了首尾的讲述人，我私认为她的眼神是当代女星里演恐怖片效果最好的，直楞狡黠，眼珠圆睁不做作，天然自带诡异凄美。

期待第三季，导演会大进步!万人血书留下园丁演员!

看评论都说很难看完。

虽然剧情真的有点慢，但是我终于看完了（主要是Netflix下礼拜就过期了赶紧看）。

我觉得给我最深刻的就是，剧情好像盗梦空间。

一直在陷入不同的回忆，只有被上身或者死去的鬼魂才有的权利。

跟最后一集叙述故事说的一样：“一开始说这是鬼故事，其实不是的，这是一个爱情故事。

”所以会随时间淡去记忆的不止是人类，灵魂也一样吗？

作者怎么知道？

听说它们是存在不一样的时空。

Anyway，结局是美好的，是可惜的，是通信的，是牺牲小我成全大家的。

剧里面每个人都是可悲的，无论是城堡女主人鬼魂还是女主角；无论是小孩们还是其他人。

所以说人的执念真的很恐怖呢！

不要太执着了啊我们这些凡人。

看整部剧后最大的感觉就是：嗯，我听了一个爱情故事。

词语是这样的优美，优美到感觉好像在听故事书呢。

祝好啊大家。

史蒂芬·金的《小丑回魂》里有一个关键的设定：小丑会变成你最害怕的东西来吓你。

你恐惧的，就是你在逃避的。

而《鬼庄园》在此基础上，更进一步。

你恐惧的，是你在逃避的，更是你疯狂追求的。

现实中这样的例子数不胜数，我们总是愿意以“爱”为借口，最终却以悲剧收场，“爱”是个不好把握的词。

因为太多人用“爱”去掩饰被鬼附身的样子。

真正的爱，是坦然接受，尽管终有一天失去所爱会经受痛苦，但还是值得努力去爱。