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1998年的圣诞节 这部电影在美国首映 我之前也只看过些许片断 但有一片断却深深吸引了我 我所说的片断就是1900和发明爵士乐的传奇钢琴手Jelly同船竞技钢琴琴艺的片断 刚开始1900显得十分放松 一副毫不在意的样子 他这样并不表示他不把Jelly放在眼里 而是他不明白为什么要“决斗” 一副天真可爱的模样 最终他以超乎常人想象的弹奏击退了Jelly

在往返于欧美两地的邮轮Virginian号上诞生了一个钢琴天才 被装在TD牌柠檬的空纸箱内 被煤炭工人Danny Boodman发现 因为那天是1900年的第一天 所以Danny就给他取名1900 全名Danny Boodmann T.D. Lemon Nineteen Hundred（真够长的） 他的童年是在船上度过的 一次意外Danny不省人事 一次偶然的机会 他看到钢琴师在弹奏 从他的眼神可以看出 他对那架钢琴的向往 某天深夜船上的众人被优美的琴声所惊醒 循着琴声而往 居然是无师自通的1900在钢琴前忘我的演奏着 动人的旋律打动了众人 这 或许就是天赋所在

影片中另一主人公Max在初识1900的那个夜晚 两人在海上狂风暴雨之际松开了钢琴的固定栓 坐在钢琴前随船摆动着 一边弹琴一边在大厅里四处滑动 就像跳着华尔兹或探戈的舞者 Max和1900都是Virginian号的乐队成员 而1900的即兴表演也总能让人们随之舞动起来（左 Max）

在他为唱片公司录制个人专辑时 意外看见船舱之外一个清秀动人的女孩 并在感动之余创作了《1900's Theme》 这首乐曲正是Max在乐器店吹奏的 而后和乐器店老板产生共鸣 故事也随之展开 1900一直想接近这个女孩 却不知如何开口 终于在女孩快下船之际 他上前与她交谈片刻 他本想把这张录制好的专辑送给那女孩 可在人群中的那女孩没能听到 无奈之下就说了一句Good luck! 在那之后1900一直很消沉 还拆毁并丢弃了那张黑胶带 但他的内心已经开始波动 直到一天 他对Max说“我要下船。” Max曾经对他说过：“找个地方 娶个老婆 生孩子 在茶余饭后之际可以同他们提起Max这个好友……” 终于 纽约到了 1900该下船了 在与朋友们一一告别后 他走到了舷梯上 在走下舷梯时 镜头缓慢而凝重、由远及近 最后渐渐定格 转而我们看到的是从舷梯后方的角度拍摄的1900沉重的脚步 以及透过舷梯的缝隙和1900的双脚展示给观众的纷繁而凌乱的城市景象：高楼耸立、车水马龙 人山人海 他看着这些 停滞了好一会儿 最后决定返回Virginian号 就这样 他又像以前一样用动人的旋律娱乐着船上的人们

就这样 1900从来没有离开过Virginian号  当Max从乐器行老板口中得知Virginian号即将被拆解时 故事也达到了最高潮 Max试图拖延船只的拆解时间 因为他深知1900是不会离开Virginian号的 在Max吹奏《1900's theme》的旋律中 1900出现了 Max试图说服1900下船 因为船身马上就要被炸毁 当时两人进行的这段谈话在我看来亦是影片的另一经典（内容详见最后附注）

被炸毁的那一刻

海上出生的1900 在陆地上却是个从未存在的人 没有亲人 没有户籍 也没有国籍 大海便是他的摇篮 他是一个特别的人 一个把妈妈当成Racing Horse的人 他的一生都在海上度过 也许你会认为1900是把自己禁锢在狭小的空间里了 但是他认为城市里有着成千的街道 他会迷失其中 看不到尽头 在船上 海天一色的景致可是使他看到地平线 钢琴的88个琴键是有限的 他可以据之创作无限的的乐章 然而陆地上绵延不绝的大城市 是他所看不清也无法掌握的 这就是他不想离开Virginian号的原因

整部片子以Max回忆中的1900与现实中Max追寻1900的下落为主轴 交互穿插 Max与1900在钢琴旁如华尔兹般地随船舞动；面对傲慢的Jelly来势汹汹的挑战 1900展现出他过人的钢琴天赋 让与会者由轻蔑转为震惊；那个不知名的女孩 如彗星般的散发出耀人光芒却又快速离去 使得1900沉浸在淡淡的忧愁和回忆的感伤之中都是影片中的亮点所在 精致、细腻的《海上钢琴师》会是很好的下午茶甜点 没看过的朋友不妨选一个阳光明媚的午后好好品味一番

PS:Max与1900对话台词：

　All that city. You just couldn't see the end to it. The end? Please? You please just show me where it ends? It was all very fine on that gangway. And I was grand too, in my overcoat. I cut quite a figure. And I was getting off. Guaranteed. There was no problem. It wasn't what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn't see. You understand that? What I didn't see. In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end. There was no end. What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end. The end of the world...
　　
　　Take a piano. The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are eightyeight of them, nobody can tell you any different. They are not infinite. You are infinite. And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite. I like that. That I can live by.
　　
　　You get me up on that gangway and you're rolling out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions of keys that never end, and that's the truth, Max. That they never end. That keyboard is infinite. And if that keyboard is infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play. You're sitting on the wrong bench. That's God's piano.
　　
　　Christ! Did, did you see the streets? Just the streets… There were thousands of them! And how do you do it down there? How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die...
　　
　　All that world is weighing down on me, you don't even know where it comes to an end, and aren't you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? The enormity of living it?
　　
　　I was born on this ship, and the world passed me by, but two thousand people at a time. And there were wishes here, but never more than fit between prow and stern. You played out your happiness, but on a piano that was not infinite. I learned to live that way.
　　
　　Land? Land is a ship too big for me. It's a woman too beautiful; it's a voyage too long, a perfume too strong. It's a music I don't know how to make. I could never get off this ship. At best, I can step off my life. After all, I don't exist for anyone. You're an exception, Max, you're the only one who knows I'm here. You're a minority, and you better get used to it. Forgive me, my friend, but I'm not getting off.