Voice 1 (male "professional announcer" type): This neighborhood(1) was made for the wretched dignity of the petty bourgeoisie, for respectable occupations and intellectual tourism. The sedentary population of the upper floors was sheltered from the influences of the street. This neighborhood has remained the same. It was the strange setting of our story, where a systematic questioning of all the diversions and works of a society, a total critique of its idea of happiness, was expressed in acts.　　These people also scorned "subjective profundity". They were interested in nothing but an adequate and concrete expression of themselves.　　Voice 2 (Debord, monotone): Human beings are not fully conscious of their real life - usually groping in the dark; overwhelmed by the consequences of their acts; at every moment groups and individuals find themselves confronted with results they have not wished.　　Voice 1: They said that oblivion was their ruling passion. They wanted to reinvent everything each day; to become the masters and possessors of their own lives.　　Just as one does not judge a man according to the conception he has of himself, one cannot judge such periods of transition according to their own consciousness; on the contrary, one must explain the consciousness through the contradictions of material life, through the conflict between social conditions and the forces of social production.　　The progress achieved in the domination of nature was not yet matched by a corresponding liberation of everyday life. Youth passed away among the various controls of resignation.　　Our camera has captured for you a few aspects of a provisional microsociety.　　The knowledge of empirical facts remains abstract and superficial as long as it is not concretized by its integration into the whole "” which alone permits the supersession of partial and abstract problems so as to arrive at their concrete essence, and implicitly at their meaning.　　This group was on the margins of the economy. It tended toward a role of pure consumption, and first of all the free consumption of its time. It thus found itself directly engaged in qualitative variations of everyday life but deprived of any means to intervene in them.　　The group ranged over a very small area. The same times brought them back to the same places. No one went to bed early. Discussion on the meaning of all this continued...　　Voice 2: "Our life is a journey "” In the winter and the night. "” We seek our passage..."�　　Voice 1: The abandoned literature nevertheless exerted a delaying action on new affective formulations.　　Voice 2: There was the fatigue and the cold of the morning in this much-traversed labyrinth, like an enigma that we had to resolve. It was a looking-glass reality through which we had to discover the potential richness of reality.　　On the bank of the river evening began once again; and caresses; and the importance of a world without importance. Just as the eyes have a blurred vision of many things and can see only one clearly, so the will can strive only incompletely toward diverse objects and can completely love only one at a time.　　Voice 3 (young girl): No one counted on the future. It would never be possible to be together later, or anywhere else. There would never be a greater freedom.　　Voice 1: The refusal of time and of growing old automatically limited encounters in this narrow, contingent zone, where what was lacking was felt as irreparable. The extreme precariousness of the means of getting by without working was at the root of this impatience which made excesses necessary and breaks definitive.　　Voice 2: One never really contests an organization of existence without contesting all of that organization's forms of language.　　Voice 1: When freedom is practiced in a closed circle, it fades into a dream, becomes a mere representation of itself. The ambiance of play is by nature unstable. At any moment "ordinary life"� can prevail once again. The geographical limitation of play is even more striking than its temporal limitation. Any game takes place within the contours of its spatial domain. Around the neighborhood, around its fleeting and threatened immobility, stretched a half-known city where people met only by chance, losing their way forever.　　The girls who found their way there, because they were legally under the control of their families until the age of eighteen, were often recaptured by the defenders of that detestable institution. They were generally confined under the guard of those creatures who among all the bad products of a bad society are the most ugly and repugnant: nuns.　　What usually makes documentaries so easy to understand is the arbitrary limitation of their subject matter. They describe the atomization of social functions and the isolation of their products. One can, in contrast, envisage the entire complexity of a moment which is not resolved into a work, a moment whose movement indissolubly contains facts and values and whose meaning does not yet appear. The subject matter of the documentary would then be this confused totality.　　Voice 2: The era had arrived at a level of knowledge and technical means that made possible, and increasingly necessary, a direct construction of all aspects of a liberated affective and practical existence. The appearance of these superior means of action, still unused because of the delays in the project of liquidating the commodity economy, had already condemned aesthetic activity, whose ambitions and powers were both outdated. The decay of art and of all the values of former mores had formed our sociological background. The ruling class's monopoly over the instruments we needed to control in order to realize the collective art of our time had excluded us from a cultural production officially devoted to illustrating and repeating the past. An art film on this generation can only be a film on its absence of real creations.　　Everyone unthinkingly followed the paths learned once and for all, to their work and their home, to their predictable future. For them duty had already become a habit, and habit a duty. They did not see the deficiency of their city. They thought the deficiency of their life was natural. We wanted to break out of this conditioning, in quest of another use of the urban landscape, in quest of new passions. The atmosphere of a few places gave us intimations of the future powers of an architecture it would be necessary to create to be the support and framework for less mediocre games. We could expect nothing of anything we had not ourselves altered. The urban environment proclaimed the orders and tastes of the ruling society just as violently as the newspapers. It is man who makes the unity of the world, but man has extended himself everywhere. People can see nothing around them that is not their own image; everything speaks to them of themselves. Their very landscape is alive. There were obstacles everywhere. There was a cohesion in the obstacles of all types. They maintained the coherent reign of poverty. Everything being connected, it was necessary to change everything by a unitary struggle, or nothing. It was necessary to link up with the masses, but we were surrounded by sleep.　　Voice 3: The dictatorship of the proletariat is a desperate struggle, bloody and bloodless, violent and peaceful, military and economic, educational and administrative, against the forces and traditions of the old world.　　Voice 1: In this country it is once again the men of order who have rebelled. They have reinforced their power. They have been able to aggravate the grotesqueness of the ruling conditions according to their will. They have embellished their system with the funereal ceremonies of the past.　　Voice 2: Years, like a single instant prolonged to this point, come to an end.　　Voice 1: What was directly lived reappears frozen in the distance, fit into the tastes and illusions of an era, carried away with it.　　Voice 2: The appearance of events that we have not made, that others have made against us, now obliges us to be aware of the passage of time, its results, the transformation of our own desires into events. What differentiates the past from the present is precisely its out-of-reach objectivity; there is no more should-be; being is so consumed that it has ceased to exist. The details are already lost in the dust of time. Who was afraid of life, afraid of the night, afraid of being taken, afraid of being kept?　　Voice 3: What should be abolished continues, and we continue to wear away with it. We are engulfed. We are separated. The years pass and we haven't changed anything.　　Voice 2: Once again morning in the same streets. Once again the fatigue of so many similarly passed nights. It is a walk that has lasted a long time.　　Voice 1: Really hard to drink more.　　Voice 2: Of course one might make a film of it. But even if such a film succeeds in being as fundamentally disconnected and unsatisfying as the reality it deals with, it will never be more than a re-creation "” poor and false like this botched traveling shot.　　Voice 3: There are now people who pride themselves on being authors of films, as others were authors of novels. They are even more backward than the novelists because they are unaware of the decomposition and exhaustion of individual expression in our time, ignorant of the end of the arts of passivity. They are praised for their sincerity since they dramatize, with more personal depth, the conventions of which their life consists. There is talk of the liberation of the cinema. But what does it matter to us if one more art is liberated through which Tom, Dick or Harry can joyously express their slavish sentiments? The only interesting venture is the liberation of everyday life, not only in the perspectives of history but for us and right away. This entails the withering away of alienated forms of communication. The cinema, too, has to be destroyed.　　Voice 2: In the final analysis, stars are created by the need we have for them, and not by their talent or lack of talent or even by the film industry or advertising. Miserable need, dismal, anonymous life that would like to expand itself to the dimensions of cinema life. The imaginary life on the screen is the product of this real need. The star is the projection of this need.　　The images of the advertisements during the intermissions are more suited than any others for evoking an intermission of life.　　To really describe this era it would no doubt be necessary to show many other things. But what would be the point?　　Better to grasp the totality of what has been done and what remains to be done than to add more ruins to the old world of the spectacle and of memories.　　1. This film, which evokes the lettrist experiences at the origin of the situationist movement, opens with shots of the Paris district frequented by the lettrists in the early 1950s.

《剧场版进击的巨人前编红莲的弓矢》是由荒木哲郎执导，梶裕贵、石川由依主演的一部影片。

　　「女だって、本能のまま求めたい夜がある」今シーズンは"好きになってはいけない"禁断の関係を描く。女性はなぜその夜、獣のように男性を求めたのか？そこにはリビドー（性的欲求）を刺激された瞬間があった。表立っては決して言えない、でもどこか共感してしまう大人なエモーショナルラブストーリー。

　　1945年8月6日，美国在日本广岛投下原子弹，震惊世界的毁灭性打击终结了那场人类有史以来最残酷的战争。在此之后，菲勒斯将军（马修·福克斯 Matthew Fox 饰）随同麦克阿瑟（汤米·李·琼斯 Tommy Lee Jones 饰）飞抵日本，处理战后事宜。美军先后将29名日本高官指为战犯并予以逮捕，而对天皇裕仁的处理方面却令他们备感棘手。考虑到菲勒斯对日本的熟悉程度，麦克阿瑟命令他在十天之内就裕仁对战局的影响程度进行评估。深知天皇在日本国民心目中的重要地位，稍有不慎便会引起连锁反应。为此菲勒斯慎重以对，尽可能地去理清神化面纱后一个东方男子的人生轨迹。与此同时，他渴望找到曾有过短暂交往的女孩彩（初音映莉子 饰）。　　短暂的十天异国之旅，决定一个国家乃至世界命运的重要时刻……

　　该节目是由浙江卫视自制的自驾露营青春慢综艺。在节目中，都市人群短暂逃离城市生活，逃离舒适圈，和三五好友享受乡村野外的静谧，追逐耀眼的梦幻星空，追求极致的轻松生活。这种轻节奏的慢综艺形式，打中观众痛点，以内容为王打造全新爆款。

　　简沛熏（林依晨 饰）刚刚走出校园走进社会，满心以为自己能够凭借努力和智慧打拼出一片属于自己的天空，哪知道却因为没有后台而连面试的机会都得不到。接踵而至的失败和挫折令简沛熏心灰意冷，唯有男友阿泽（简宏霖 饰）成为了她心灵获得温暖的最后的港湾。　　然而，就连这个港湾也即将离她而去了，阿泽应征入伍，即将开启为期数年的军旅生涯，这也就意味着两人在未来的几年里只能遥遥相望，做一对甜蜜又苦涩的远距离情侣。在简沛熏最脆弱和无助的时候，一个名为李曜（秦昊 饰）的男人出现在了她的身边，李曜是一名珠宝设计师，成熟稳重的他带给了简沛熏不一样的感觉。

　　卢鹏程，白天是普通住宅小区里的保安，晚上是酒吧通宵驻唱歌手。 卢鹏程对保安工作毫无兴趣，终日在传达室里晕睡、补觉，甚至个性自视清高，不爱与同事来往。 他有一个歌手梦，但十年来，毫无进展，反复辗转在三流酒吧里驻唱，收入无法保障。保安工作是他难得找到的一份有稳定收入，他认为白天“清闲”的工作。 但长期黑白颠倒的状态和无法实现梦想的压抑，令他呈现颓废，尤其在三十岁的当天。 因为卢鹏程的主要疏忽，盗窃贼假扮搬家公司，大白天搬空了小区里的一家住户，刑事恶劣，住户损失惨重。卢鹏程面临被辞退。当晚，在驻唱酒吧内，女友李晓华送上三十岁的生日蛋糕，向卢鹏程求婚，卢鹏程不仅回避，演唱时与客人发生暴力冲突，将怨气都发泄在此。李晓华失望离开，卢鹏程被酒吧辞退。 卢鹏程与李晓华是大学同学。十年里，李晓华一度放弃自我，在精神和经济上支持卢鹏程，等来的却是卢鹏程一次又一次的追梦失败和回避他们的爱情。 第二天卢鹏程清醒后，李晓华在卢鹏程家里照顾身体渐差的奶奶，正式向卢鹏程提出分手，卢鹏程依然没有勇气挽回。 三十岁，像是所有关于青春的热血都戛然而止。 巧合的是政府组织了一次社会主义核心价值观原创歌曲歌手选拔大赛，卢鹏程百般斗争克服了亲情的变故，外界舆论的压力，对爱父母爱情的憧憬，自己婚姻渴望在决赛中一举成名，最终收获了美丽的妻子李晓华。

　　改编自五十岚大介的日本同名漫画的韩国新片《小森林》将由林顺礼导演执导，金泰梨主演，这也是她继《小姐》之后的下一部主演作。《小森林》也已经在日本被改编成两部电影作品。　　电影讲述女主人公放下城市生活来到农村老家感受农村生活的故事，将通过林顺礼导演特有的温情视角描绘韩国的美丽 自然风景和多样的食物，因为春夏秋冬都要有所以拍摄周期约一年。林顺礼对于选择金泰梨也表达了自己的观点“金泰梨在20代女演员中演技实力和自然的魅力是很吸引人的，这个角色很适合她。”

　　1941年冬日本对英、美、法宣战，发动了太平洋战争。在日本飞机轰炸马来西亚的时候，华侨林亚珍一家十一口，都被炸死，只有她和大哥林亚龙活了下来。妈妈临终前嘱咐林亚珍与大哥林亚龙回广东老家东江边的惠阳。他们参加了归国华侨抗日组织，华侨服务社团。国仇家恨，让他们在偶然的机会，参加了东江抗日游击队。并跟随一支东江特遣队。来到香港，执行南方局下达的秘密任务。2005年，在全世界庆祝反法西斯战争胜利60年之既，广东东江电视台《往事》栏目，从马来西亚请来了当年去香港执行秘密营救文化人士的特殊任务，特遣队仅存的女战士八十多岁的林亚珍。故事随着栏目主持人的询问，林亚珍逐渐打开了珍藏在内心深处，悲壮又深痛的记忆。　　1942年春，林亚珍跟随哥哥林亚龙被编如了刘子良的特遣队，他们一行人即刻潜入被日本人占领的香港。林亚珍是个本性善良的护士。但在与刘子良的接触过程中，她觉得刘子良是个被战争机器磨砺，变得冷酷无情的人。　　在行动中，林亚珍和刘子良偶然碰到了被汉奸雷老虎手下肥刁欺负的一群被遗弃的战争孤儿。林亚珍虽然几次向刘子良透去乞求的目光，但刘子良没有表情的脸，让林亚珍不顾特遣队的纪律，私自把家传四代的手镯卖掉，上前救助孤儿。　　如此同时，刘子良暗中救出孤儿。这让林亚珍对刘子良的看法有了改变。在后来与刘子良的接触过程中，林亚珍发现刘子良在用自己独特的方式，关爱着特遣队的每个战友，他不会对身边的受难者扭过脸去。　　后来林亚珍才知道，刘子良跟她一样，全家也被日本人杀害了。在特遣队的行动中，林亚珍的哥哥林亚龙为了烧毁鬼子的粮库，壮烈牺牲，在牺牲前林亚龙把阿珍托付给刘子良。刘子良带着身心的伤痛，回到接头处。当他面对林亚珍的时候，在战争中，这两颗内心埋藏着深切爱情种子的战士，把对爱情的渴望，压在心底。短短的接触，深深的情谊，本来可以开花结果，但马上又要在战火中生离死别。　　离别前，刘子良把林亚珍当时为了救助战争孤儿而卖掉的手镯，交还给林亚珍。这种深切的感情表白，在特定的战争环境下，显露出来，又把跟随自己多年的心爱怀表留给了阿珍。林亚珍抱着从战火中救出来的孤儿，六岁的阿梅，目送刘子良和战友们去执行最后的任务。这是他们之间的最后一面。他们之间而唯一的纪念，是刘子良送林亚珍的一块怀表，那是在战争的烈火中，唯一的纪念。　　在最后的行动中，刘子良和其他战友，英勇战斗，死死拖住鬼子大队人马，顺利让其他特遣队，完成了掩护文化名人秘密转移任务。最后全部壮烈牺牲，鬼子在刘子良牺牲后，发现刘子良的后背上，刺着四个大字，誓死抗日。这代表着我们中华民族，一个抗日斗士最有力的誓言。　　在抗战胜利60周年的今天，林亚珍做为猛特遣队唯一的幸存者，讲述了这段鲜为人知的历史，故事讲述了东江儿女，与日军浴血奋战的故事。讲述了抗战烽火中，东江儿女的英雄事迹。在《往事》栏目中，经过电视台的排，林亚珍和失散了60年，当年特遣队救下的六岁女孩，现在已经60多岁的阿梅，两个经历了战争的女人，相拥在一起，在长久的哭泣中，观众们被故事深深的打动。　　在英雄纪念碑前，老战士林亚珍把内心的话说出来，等她死后，她要把骨灰撒进东江，让自己追寻当年并肩作战的战友们，他想刘队长和战友们一定会来接她。

　　实验三中学校是一所私立学校，来自全国各个地方的学生在此求学，暑假里一批学渣被安排补课，代课老师却没人愿意担任，在“山寨”训导主任的带领下，各怀秘密的社会各界人士被招聘，做起了他们的代课老师，于是奇葩横行闹剧不断，同学们也在欢声笑语的暑假里明白了许多做人做事的道理。