問題詳情

(二)In 1978, as I applied to study film at the University of Illinois, my fathervehemently objected. He quoted me a statistic: “Every year, 50,000 performers competefor 200 available roles on Broadway.” Against his advice, I boarded a flight to the U.S.This strained our relationship. In the two decades following, we exchanged less than ahundred phrases in conversation.     Some years later, when I graduated film school, I came to comprehend my father’sconcern. It was nearly unheard of for a Chinese newcomer to make it in the Americanfilm industry. Beginning in 1983, I struggled through six years of agonizing, hopelessuncertainty. Much of the time, I was helping film crews with their equipment or workingas editor’s assistant, among other miscellaneous duties. My most painful experienceinvolved shopping a screenplay at more than thirty different production companies, andbeing met with harsh rejection each time.     That year, I turned 30. There’s an old Chinese saying: “At 30, one stands firm.” Yet,I couldn’t even support myself. What could I do? Keep waiting, or give up my moviemakingdream? My wife gave me invaluable support.     My wife was my college classmate. She was a biology major, and after graduation,went to work for a small pharmaceutical research lab. Her income was terribly modest.At the time, we already had our elder son, Haan, to raise. To appease my own feelings ofguilt, I took on all housework – cooking, cleaning, taking care of our son – in addition toreading, reviewing films and writing scripts. Every evening after preparing dinner, Iwould sit on the front steps with Haan, telling him stories as we waited for his mother –the heroic huntress – to come home with our sustenance.       This kind of life felt rather undignified for a man. At one point, my in-laws gavetheir daughter (my wife) a sum of money, intended as start-up capital for me to open aChinese restaurant – hoping that a business would help support my family. But my wiferefused the money. When I found out about this exchange, I stayed up several nights andfinally decided: This dream of mine is not meant to be. I must face reality.     Afterward (and with a heavy heart), I enrolled in a computer course at a nearbycommunity college. At a time when employment trumped all other considerations, itseemed that only a knowledge of computers could quickly make me employable. For thedays that followed, I descended into malaise. My wife, noticing my unusual demeanor,discovered a schedule of classes tucked in my bag. She made no comment that night.     The next morning, right before she got in her car to head off to work, my wifeturned back and – standing there on our front steps – said, “Ang, don’t forget yourdream.”     And that dream of mine – drowned by demands of reality – came back to life. Asmy wife drove off, I took the class schedule out of my bag and slowly, deliberately toreit to pieces. And tossed it in the trash.     Sometime after, I obtained funding for my screenplay, and began to shoot my ownfilms. And after that, a few of my films started to win international awards. Recallingearlier times, my wife confessed, “I’ve always believed that you only need one gift.Your gift is making films. There are so many people studying computers already. Theydon’t need an Ang Lee to do that. If you want that golden statue, you have to commit tothe dream.”     And today, I’ve finally won that golden statue. I think my own perseverance and mywife’s immeasurable sacrifice have finally met their reward. And I am now more assuredthan ever before: I must continue making films.You see, I have this never-ending dream.
63. Why did Ang Lee enroll in a computer course in New York?
(A) To be prepared for making a computer rendered movie.
(B) To help his wife’s lab research.
(C) To make himself employment worthy.
(D) As a prerequisite for a loan from his in-laws.

參考答案

答案：C
難度：適中0.5
統計：A(0),B(0),C(0),D(0),E(0)

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