Accenting, shaking and parking - all at once
25 October 2006 @ 9:23
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First off, two rants. Brief but sharp. One, as it is pouring with rain and I am very tired after a spate of insomnia-ish, I sat in my dressing gown watching a repeat of Fraiser this morning after Mr C had peddled off to work. Oh my gosh the “British” accents are vile. Now, I like Fraiser (before, like almost all Yank shows, it went on too long and got stupidly sentimental), it has some very funny bits and, unlike almost everything from across the pond, a touch of sarcasm. But, sometimes I find I can hardly watch because of the English characters. Daphne is supposedly from Manchester and yet seems to be doing an impression of Dick Van Dyke with elongated vowels. Then, today, an old flame appeared - also a “Manc” - and he was even worse, where that possible, he added to Van Dyke and kind of crappy impression of Jack Lemmon’s impression of Tony Curtis’ impression of Cary Grant. All I can hope is that this “actor” was actually American, unlike the “actor” who plays Daphne, who is English. Shame on her. Second rant. The American right-wing press apparently doesn’t realise that Parkinson’s makes you shake. I knew these people weren’t the brightest bulbs on the tree, but this is getting daft… OK, so stem cell research is a tricky subject, but this hardly means those with Parkinson’s are faking spasms to gain changes in the law, surely? Now, one piece of news on the Beeb has made me smile today. Good for Richmond council, I hope they have the guts to carry through and make the 4X4 parking tax a reality. I think the bastards should be taxed off the road anyway. Then, maybe, they can stop going on and on at us to “make the difference” by turning our telly off and not leaving it on stand-by (before you comment, people, I do do that anyway) because these gas guzzling, “my children are safe, I feel safe” fuckwits will be taxed off the road. Oops, maybe that was three rants. Oh well… |
