26 August, 2006

Dubbed. DOH!

After going to the beach and having a shower, we went walking around the neighbourhood here in Poblenou; you know, our usual getting lost, and founded a sort of open air mall. Pretty good and with a big two-storey Carrefour supermarket at the basement. Nice things to look at and even some British chains such as C&A and BHS's and even a branch of The body shop. I missed C&A when they closed in Bristol a few years ago and it's good to have it here.

However, one of the things that I truly love in Barcelona is the big array of small boutiques shops and not the same chains all over. Here you can find small shops selling one particular thing in a very unique way and with a lot of personality, and I do prefer that to the featureless sameness of European chains. To shop in small individual shops is much more exiting because like the proverbial Forrest Gump's box of chocolate "you never know what you're going to get next". It's a bit of a treasure hunting and not at all the experience of just going to pick up whatever you actually need.

There was also a movie theatre and my son got all exited to see that one of the movies they are showing is Garfield 2. So we bough out tickets and went in. First thing: here they don't have cheaper tickets for children, all seats are the same price. Second: the movie was dubbed!! Doh! I hate that!!
Badly dubbed movies are always a nightmare because they seem to have just 4 actors doing all the voices and without a resemblance of the original actor's voice whatsoever. In this case the dubbed was even more painfull for the fact the movie is actually set in England and some of the jokes were about the difference between American and British English and they were rendered worthless in translation. But surely the worst bit was to hear the dear old John Clease sounding as Manuel from Fawlty Towers.!!!! Yes, Clease was a posh peer in the movie who actually just sounded as Manuel the waiter from Barcelona!!!

The experience definitely put me off movies for a long while. I was thinking of going to see lovely Johnny Deep in the pirates of the Caribbean, mainly because I loved his Keith Richards's voice as captain Jack Sparrows. Well, I do love Johnny Deep full stop but not that much to let it be ruined for hearing him speaking as Manuel the waiter from Barcelona.
I'll have to wait until the DVD is on sale to see it in the original language. No more going to the movies for me until and unless I find a movie theatre where they have the movies in their original language. I do prefer not to understand half of the movie because of some wierd accent, as it happened with the Coen's brothers oh, brother, were art thou than to hear this horrible gibberish again.

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