一个欧洲风情的小镇，上空飘荡着一朵朵人形的云。伴随着曼妙悠扬的音乐，云朵排成一列，缓缓移动，悠游自在。突然，其中一朵云打了个喷嚏，跌落下来变成了普通的人类。这个人不做任何怠慢，随即起身朝着云飘来的方向跑去。穿过大街小巷，穿过港口小桥，他一路来到了云朵生成的地方。那里有一台神奇的机器，人们排队跳进里面，随后变成了云朵飞上天空。在蔚蓝的天空自由翱翔是许多人都曾有过的梦想，我也情愿尝试一次又一次…… 　　本片为2004年法国昂西动画节开幕动画短片。

跟随一个业余侦探。一部以刑事调查为背景的模拟喜剧。

关于影片： 　　俄查位于海南岛的西南部，黎族是这个岛屿的原住民。相传黎族同胞为纪念渡海而来的黎族祖先，故以船型状建造住屋，门开左右形如船的茅草屋，因而得名为“船型屋”。 船型屋是黎族几千年来一直居住的传统方式。 　　　　 俄查属于黎族的美孚方言支系,因而也被称作美孚黎。由于地处偏远,他们依然过着传统黎人的生活。拍摄了一年多，全面记录。 俄查村一百五十多座茅草屋，六百多人。

关于影片： 　　俄查位于海南岛的西南部，黎族是这个岛屿的原住民。相传黎族同胞为纪念渡海而来的黎族祖先，故以船型状建造住屋，门开左右形如船的茅草屋，因而得名为“船型屋”。 船型屋是黎族几千年来一直居住的传统方式。 　　　　 俄查属于黎族的美孚方言支系,因而也被称作美孚黎。由于地处偏远,他们依然过着传统黎人的生活。拍摄了一年多，全面记录。 俄查村一百五十多座茅草屋，六百多人。

1971年，住在赫克瑟姆镇上的一家人遭遇了一系列超自然事件。在将一对小石人头带回家后，这家人受到这些物体所施加的幽灵般的声音和图像的恐吓。《赫克瑟姆石人头》采用印象派的方式处理这个现代民间传说。影片在暗室的红色安全灯下（重新）构建了一种令人窒息的田园恐怖故事，讲述一个被时间凝固的地方，被两个6厘米高的石头头颅所恐吓，它们至今不知所踪。影片通过克洛伊·德朗热（Chloë Delanghe）富有颗粒感的照片中震颤着的静默，与由来自爱尔兰和比利时的一组音乐家合奏的萨姆·科默福德（Sam Comerford）诡谲的曲目，探访了这一超自然能量的发源处——瑞德大道。在《赫克瑟姆石人头》中，光敏性与石带理论（推测矿物质如何记录和重放鬼魂的能量）的共同奥密产生了一种不稳定的化学反应。德朗热和德里森（Driesen）让我们沉浸在穿梭于无数门、窗和通道的心理-地理学之旅中，挑战了在镜头中捕捉幽灵的不可能性。

1971年，住在赫克瑟姆镇上的一家人遭遇了一系列超自然事件。在将一对小石人头带回家后，这家人受到这些物体所施加的幽灵般的声音和图像的恐吓。《赫克瑟姆石人头》采用印象派的方式处理这个现代民间传说。影片在暗室的红色安全灯下（重新）构建了一种令人窒息的田园恐怖故事，讲述一个被时间凝固的地方，被两个6厘米高的石头头颅所恐吓，它们至今不知所踪。影片通过克洛伊·德朗热（Chloë Delanghe）富有颗粒感的照片中震颤着的静默，与由来自爱尔兰和比利时的一组音乐家合奏的萨姆·科默福德（Sam Comerford）诡谲的曲目，探访了这一超自然能量的发源处——瑞德大道。在《赫克瑟姆石人头》中，光敏性与石带理论（推测矿物质如何记录和重放鬼魂的能量）的共同奥密产生了一种不稳定的化学反应。德朗热和德里森（Driesen）让我们沉浸在穿梭于无数门、窗和通道的心理-地理学之旅中，挑战了在镜头中捕捉幽灵的不可能性。

Julia Ormond was swept off to Hollywood to become a star - but somehow it didn't happen. Now she's in London to appear in David Hare's new play. She tells Harriet Lane why she came back 　　 　　Five years ago, the smart Hollywood money was on Julia Ormond becoming the new Julia Roberts or the new Meg Ryan. Instead, she went off at a different angle and became the new Geena Davis. Like Davis, Ormond enjoyed a spectacular launch in Hollywood, buoyed by gallons of publicity rocket fuel: a dazzling ascent swiftly followed by a tumble back to earth at the end of a blackened stick. 　　There is something rather Hilaire Belloc about Julia Ormond's story, something a little cautionary. Or rather, there would be if she would only play along with it, cast herself as The Fallen Star, or The Girl From Surrey Who Thought She Was Audrey Hepburn. But one role she's simply not interested in is that of victim. 'For sure, you don't believe the good stuff,' says Ormond, referring to the hullaballoo that surrounded her in 1995 when Legends of the Fall , First Knight and Sabrina all opened more or less simultaneously. 'I mean, the good stuff is just insane - wacky. If you don't take it too much to heart, it does help when the negative stuff hits. And you know the negative stuff is coming. It's got to! What comes up must come down.' 　　 　　 　　Article continues 　　 　　-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 　　 　　-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 　　 　　And it's true: she did know it was coming. At 29, Ormond hadn't submitted rapturously to the star machine. There were sacrifices she didn't want to make. On-set admirers called her 'formidable' and 'flinty' and 'honest'; unnamed sources grumbled about 'attitude'. Looking back at her earliest interviews, conducted amid a swarm of excitable movie execs and publicists, with superagent Michael Ovitz himself on hand to fetch her glasses of water, you note a rich seam of ho-hum scepticism. 'They seem to be very sure things are going to be a success,' Ormond told Vogue in 1995. 'I'm not being negative about it, but I'm hedging my bets.' 　　Certainly, the timing was unfortunate. Legends of the Fall, where she played the love interest, was quickly followed by First Knight, a hilarious turkey in which a trumpet-sleeved Ormond was Guinevere, torn between Sean Connery and Richard Gere. Then came a remake of Sabrina, in which director Sydney Pollack misguidedly steered her into Audrey Hepburn's ballet pumps. Though she knows Sabrina was a mistake, Ormond has no regrets. 'It was a fantastic learning experience and OK, I got slammed because I wasn't Audrey Hepburn... but you could have predicted that, really, if you'd opened your eyes wide enough. But I was hungry for the learning experience and didn't feel secure enough to say no. You need to be bloody secure to say no.' 　　 　　She knew she was lucky, but she also knew she was out of her depth - not with the acting, but with the stuff that surrounded it. 'The odd thing for me is the focus on looks which happened in the States. I'd always felt that was not going to be a strong point. That made me feel very disturbed, because it never seemed to be about how much hard work was involved. Ever. It was about... "hazel eyes". It does help if you can brush that stuff off.' 　　 　　Billed by the publicists as an ingénue, Surrey-born Ormond was no such thing, and this may have saved her bacon. After drama school and an advert for cottage cheese, she had spent a decade as a jobbing actor in the UK, carving out a strong reputation on stage (in 1989, she'd won the London Critics' Award for Best Newcomer, in Christopher Hampton's Faith Hope and Charity at the Lyric Hammersmith) and television (in particular, as a drug addict in Traffik) before landing Legends. 　　 　　'I found it all very scary. This fairytale gets built around you - as if you've been walking through the streets and then Sydney Pollack sees you and goes, "I'll put you in something!" When really you've gone to drama school and rep and then you've come to London and gone to auditions... and you've worked, solidly, for years. But that all gets forgotten. At first I was a bit indignant about it, and then I realised, "No, that's what people want, so that's what is given." But it's not in your control. It's just what happens to you, and that's what's frightening.' 　　 　　The roles, on the other hand, were a gas. In the UK, 'I'd seemed to play a lot of people who'd slit their wrists or cut off their hair or shot themselves or died of the plague. And if you do anything for too long, it starts to lack edge, to become too easy. Easy is the kiss of death. And so for me what I needed was to get my head out of my bottom, and so to go off and do First Knight - gallivanting around on a horse, with a cape, and knights in blue corduroy - was quite fun.' 　　 　　So Ormond gallivanted for a bit, airing her famous, transfixing smile as required ('You watch her just to wait for it to happen,' wrote one journalist), and then... vanished, at least from the mainstream. Stepping off the red carpet, she took bigger risks. A doomed film version of Miss Smilla's Feeling for Snow , directed by Bille August. A three-hour Russian epic, The Barber of Siberia, directed by Nikita Mikhalkov. When she was white-hot she'd been offered the Holy Grail of movie-star accessories, her own production company, and Ormond actually did something with hers, making a documentary about Bosnian women in Serbian detention camps, and working with Harold Pinter on a Karen Blixen short story that she hopes to direct. Last year she married an American who works in e-commerce. 　　 　　For her next trick, she's coming back to the London stage for the first time in nine years. At the Royal Court, in a break from rehearsing David Hare's new play My Zinc Bed , Ormond looks very London, very theatre. She's wearing a black jersey, chinos and navy flipflops, and her hair is rather tangled, as if it hasn't been brushed for days. No make-up. Her face has more character, more shade, than I was expecting. You do find yourself staring at her, just so you won't miss the wild energy that surges across it when she laughs. 　　 　　Ormond hasn't turned her back on film (the marital home is in LA, and The Prime Gig, a comedy co-starring Vince Vaughn and Ed Harris, is in post-production) but the Hare project was too good to miss. What swung it for her? 'The fact that David had written it and David was directing it at the Royal Court and it was a new three-hander. Plus, it's a brilliant play. I'm not making any comment on how we execute it or what we achieve through doing it, but reading it, it's a phenomenal play.' 　　 　　Since there's some sort of unofficial embargo about My Zinc Bed, neither Ormond nor her co-stars Tom Wilkinson and Steven Mackintosh will spell out what actually happens in the play, other than saying that it's about an entrepreneur who recruits a young poet to jazz up his internet empire. Ormond, who plays Elsa, the entrepreneur's wife, says the Hare script outshone every film script that was coming her way. In any case, she'd been keen to get back to theatre. 　　 　　'I ride,' says Ormond, who has a way with analogies, 'and doing theatre after doing film is a bit like doing dressage or showjumping after you've been out for endless hacks, having just a wild old time. You're put through your paces in a different way. And it's not that going out for a hack is wrong or bad, I certainly don't view it as that; it's just that there's something about the dressage, being put through your paces, that makes you better.' 　　 　　Yes, she feels the stakes are high this time around. 'I feel that David took a risk with me. I have a sense that by starting off in the theatre and going off to do films you are seen to sell out in some way. I don't hold truck with that, but you can't stop people from feeling it. So I think people are a little guarded about me. Oh, God! It's never just about the piece. Something else always washes over it.' 　　 　　She's anxious that her own trajectory, her own reputation, should not obscure Hare's work. When she adds, 'But then, my sense is that that' s all something in the past - I've escaped it', she sounds like she really means it. 　　 　　•