词汇：appearance

n. 外貌，外观；出现，露面

相关场景

- For appearances' sake.
>> The Man Who Would Be King Movie Script
MATCHING MOVE:
Revealing HOBBITON bathed in a WARM SUNSET ... As FRODO, SAM, MERRY and PIPPIN ride into SHOT on PONIES ... past ODO PROUDFOOT who shakes his head at the STRANGENESS of their appearance.
>> 指环王3：王者归来The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King Movie Script
He continues to hold the extinguished candle aloft as he gapes at the vast army below. A horn is sounded, announcing the appearance of Saruman. A loud cheer is heard from the army. Saruman raises a hand.]
>> 指环王2：双塔奇兵The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers Movie Script
And in fact, they are so alike in voice and appearance, haha that they’re often mistaken for Dwarf men.
>> 指环王2：双塔奇兵The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers Movie Script
ANGLE ON:
Frodo finds himself in the weird twilight world...he looks upon the Ringwraiths, now visible in their TRUE APPEARANCE: Five Ghouls dressed in long Grey robes, with white hair, and Pallid, ruthless faces. THE WITCH KING extends a haggard hand towards Frodo, reaching for the ring on his finger. Frodo's trembling hand extends forward as if by the pull of the ring...he slides to the ground, unable to pull his hand away.
>> 指环王1：护戒使者 The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring Movie Script
The Front Office staff's efficiency and personality are of great importance to the realization of the hotel's aim. To fulfill these tasks, the staff must have a neat and smart appearance, good manners, adaptability, good knowledge of languages and a head for figures.
前厅部员工的效率和个性对酒店目标的实现至关重要。为了完成这些任务，员工必须有整洁聪明的外表、良好的礼仪、适应能力、良好的语言知识和数字头脑。
>> 7.The Front Office
For his final appearance of the day, the king of New York City.
>> Madagascar (2005)Movie Script
Seated at the table with Mother and Father is a uniformed young man, YITZCHAK HELLER, unusual appearance, a man with red hair and a Hitler moustache.
>> 钢琴家 The Pianist Movie Script
Compounding the danger is the appearance of a strange black-suited figure.
>> Spider-Man 3 蜘蛛侠 3 Movie Script
VALKYRIE:
[Noticing Bruce's change of appearance] I think I liked you better either of the other ways.
>> Avengers: Endgame 复仇者联盟4：终局之战 Movie Script
VIEW ON HAGEN:
waiting at his long table, very nervous. He seems startled by the appearance of Pentangeli.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
It gives the appearance of a lonely President moving in his compound, followed by teams of Secret Service men.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
My wife has been very concerned with making a good impression on the people who are our neighbors, and your appearance here has made her very happy. If I can ever perform a service for you, you only have to ask.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
What exactly do you think she'll give me at our appearance at an alumni event?
>> 公正裁决 Equity (2016) Movie Script
The students are doing their own thing, and they are a mixture of old and young, men and women. They are not dressed alike, as they would be in a Karate school: they are dressed in old T-shirts and tattered sweat pants. This is not a wealthy school, by any means, and that is typified by the appearance of SIFU KWAN, who is walking through the students as they train. He is wizened old man, 70 years old if he is a day, and he is dressed in a fraying Chinese jacket, scruffy cloth shoes and a discolored Chinese T-shirt.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script
When she came down from washing her face, she heard talk from the back and stopped dead on the stairs, for there was no doubt who was talking. The chord of memory that had been weakly struck by the sight of the horsemen resounded through her suddenly like an organ note. No sound in the world could have made her happier, for she heard the voice of Augustus McCrae, a voice like no other. He sounded exactly as he always had—hearing his voice so unexpectedly after sixteen years caused her eyes to fill. The sound took the years away. She stood on the stairs in momentary agitation, uncertain for a second as to when it was, or where she was, so much did it remind her of other times when Augustus would show up unexpectedly, and she, in her little room over the store, would hear him talking to her parents. Only now he was talking to her girls. Clara regretted not changing blouses—Gus had always appreciated her appearance. She walked on down the stairs and looked out the kitchen window. Sure enough, Gus was standing there, in front of his horse, talking to Betsey and Sally. Woodrow Call sat beside him, still mounted, and beside Call, on a bay horse, was a young blond woman wearing men’s clothes. A good-looking boy on a brown mare was the last of the group.Clara noted that Gus had already charmed the girls—July Johnson would be lucky to get another bowl of soup out of them as long as Gus was around.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Howdy,” he said, and the men shook hands, though none of them had yet said anything. The surprise of his appearance had evidently left them speechless.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
One morning she came out of her closet earlier than usual—she had a touch of morning sickness and wanted some fresh air. When she opened the door, she almost bumped into Big Zwey, who had just been standing outside her door. Her sudden appearance embarrassed him so that he gave her one appalled look and turned and went off, practically at a trot, putting a safe distance between them. He was a very heavy man, and the sight of him trying to run made her laugh out loud, something she hadn’t done in a while. He didn’t turn to look back at her again until he was safely back in his spot, and then he turned fearfully, as if he expected to be shot for having stood by her door.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Also, he would have to explain to July why he was traveling with a young girl. It seemed better to talk about the miracle of July’s appearance, but July didn’t want to say much about it.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
It was true that the crew presented an odd appearance, though Newt wouldn’t have compared them to chickens. Most of them were burned a deep brown on the face, neck and hands, but the rest of their bodies, which the sun never touched, were stark white. Bert Borum was the funniest-looking without a shirt, for he had a round fat belly with curly black on it that ran right down into his pants.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Augustus walked over to help Lorena dismount. The sight of the boys all sitting like statues made him want to laugh. The sudden appearance of a Comanche would not have affected them as much.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Jake Spoon has never taken care of nobody,” Gus said. “Not even himself. He’s the world’s child, and the main point about him is that he’ll always find somebody to take care of him. It used to be me and Call, but right now it’s you. That’s fine and good, but it’s no reason you should go out of business entirely. You can sell me a poke and still take care of Jake.” Lorena knew that was true, as far as it went. Jake was not hard to take care of, and probably not hard to fool. It wouldn’t enter his head that she would sell a poke, now that she had him. He had plenty of pride and not a little vanity. It was one of the things she liked about him. Jake thought well of his looks; he was not a dressy man, like Tinkersley, but he nonetheless took pains with his appearance and knew that women fancied him. She had never seen him mad, but she knew he would not like anyone to make light of him.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
A surprised Bolivar watched the Irishmen put away sowbelly and beans. He was so startled by their appearance that he picked up a shotgun that he kept by the cookstove and put it across his lap. It was his goat-gun, a rusty .10 gauge, and he liked to have it handy if anything unusual happened.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Xavier himself had a near-monopoly on fastidiousness in Lonesome Dove. He wore a white shirt the year round, clipped his little mustache once a week and even wore a bow tie, or, at least, a black shoestring that did its best to serve as a bow tie. Some cowpoke had swiped Xavier’s last real bow tie, probably meaning to try and impress some girl somewhere up the trail. Since the shoestring was limp, and not stiff like a bow tie should be, it merely added to the melancholy of Xavier’s appearance, which would have been melancholy enough without it. He had been born in New Orleans and had ended up in Lonesome Dove because someone had convinced him Texas was the land of opportunity. Though he soon discovered otherwise, he was too proud or too fatalistic to attempt to correct his mistake. He approached day-to-day life in the Dry Bean with a resigned temper, which on occasion stopped being resigned and became explosive. When it exploded, the placid air was apt to be rent by Creole curses.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Nobody would be loony enough to hire you to cook, Woodrow,” Augustus said. “The cap is supposed to keep the cook’s old greasy hairs from falling into the food. I wouldn’t be surprised if some of Bol’s hairs have found their way into this sow bosom.” Newt looked at Bolivar, sitting over by the stove in his dirty serape. Bolivar’s hair looked like it had had a can of secondhand lard poured over it. Once every few months Bol would change clothes and go visit his wife, but his efforts at improving his appearance never went much higher than his mustache, which he occasionally tried to wax with grease of some kind.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇