29 January 2013
I have another addiction, No, not just the Rosie Lee. I'm addicted to subtitled crime drama, French, Danish, Swedish, anything you see.
Last year I thought I understood Danish, But in fact all I could say was 'tag'. I discovered new fascinating syllables, Wrapped up in a crime scene body bag.
Sometimes I sound like the Swedish chef, Full of mighty Muppet phonology, All hurdy gurdy gurr, gurdy gurr, While I watch the unfolding psychology.
Recently a fabulous French series, Unexpectedly came in to my life, I got cocky and tried to watch without subtitles, Giving me many rewinds and strife.
Oh I do like a bit of psychological crime, All foreign and Nordic noir, Atmospheric, political; With camera angles from afar.
You see you have to concentrate, I even turn the volume up; You can't even watch them while ironing, All you'll burn your clothes to f@@k!
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Djhjtruyi Futfsttvvkuh. Subtitled Addiction • Opuss № I