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November, 2005

  1. Fancy that

    November 29, 2005 by dafyd

    I spotted this meme over at Neil’s blog

    You Are 19 Years Old

    cake

    Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view – and you look at the world with awe.
    13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
    20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what’s to come… love, work, and new experiences.
    30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You’ve had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
    40+: You are a mature adult. You’ve been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

    What Age Do You Act?

    You know, I’d never have guessed…!


  2. Lecture, this afternoon

    November 29, 2005 by dafyd

    Dr Chris Lloyd - drone drone drone Me - Mon Dieu, il est barbant


  3. Just to get one thing straight…

    November 23, 2005 by dafyd

    According to my parents 18 years ago, it’s pronounced “David with a long a, as in car”.

    According to the French, it’s pronounced Da-Feed.

    The Germans do it more like Dah-Fid.

    The Arabs just don’t get it, and pronounce it David (or DaaAAAAVID).

    And the Welsh simply assume that it’s misspelt.

    And, frankly, I don’t care. But I mostly call myself Da-Vid (as in video). Except when I’m speaking a different language, or can’t be bothered having to say it three times / spell it / explain that yes, it is a very Welsh name, but no, I was born and bred in Nottingham.

    But generally I’ll answer to anything, within reason.


  4. Cheese

    November 22, 2005 by dafyd

    Would you believe that Waitrose is selling six (6) different types of camembert?!

    They’re spoiling us students – the temptation when walking past it on the way home after lectures is too great…

    So there is currently a rather smelly sample sitting in our fridge. Yum.


  5. Wahuh? Cedric dies?! Why didn’t I see that coming…?

    November 18, 2005 by dafyd

    Watch out, spoilers about. Umm, like the one in the title, actually… Sorry about that, if you’re one of the 2 people who read my blog (possibly – actually, I doubt there’s that many) who haven’t read Harry Potter IV.

    Harry Potter and the Goblet of FireHarry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

    Wow. Wow! WOW!

    18 months ago I reviewed Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. And I loved it. It was a refreshing change from the sugar-y sweet first two films. Well, Goblet of Fire is different again. In a very good way.

    Mike Newell, the new director, is probably best known for Four Weddings and a Funeral, and is the first British director to tackle the franchise. And he certainly had a tough book to deal with – over 600 pages long, with an awful lot of teenage angst and very, very dark magic…

    And he made a fantastic film. GoF is a lot darker than any of the previous three films (hence its 12A certificate in the UK), with some scenes very, very creepy – if you’ve read the book, you can probably guess where they might be…

    Of course, to fit the whole book into a 150 minute film, certain elements have had to be cut out – Hermione’s SPEW campaign (and, in fact, all sign of the house elves), the Dursleys, and even Mrs Weasley (although she is mentioned…).

    Between the dark elements and scary challenges, though, are some artfully managed moments of light relief – including a terribly funny scene with Snape in a prep session. The Weasley twins once again provide frequent amusement, and even Mad-Eye Moody has a particular streak of quirkiness…

    One thing that did surprise me about this installment is quite how well the kids are acting… no more “hhe was their friend!” rubbish – they are all very convincing. And of course the older types are there to add some class – Maggie Smith gets a lot more to do this time round, pulling it off with her usual aplomb.

    The new peeps – Fleur, Cedric, Krum, Cho – all fit in very well, very much as they are in the book. Rita Skeeter (played by Miranda Richardson) is brilliant – but underused (a certain element of her story is left out, leaving the character fairly superfluous – but good light relief nevertheless).

    And Ralph Fiennes is Lord Voldemort. Strangely, I never really pictured how Voldemort should look, but I always imagined him speaking with a sort of disembodied echoey voice, almost like Emperor Palpatine in the original Star Wars films. So Fienne’s soft-spoken, subtly creepy representation threw me a bit, but now I can’t picture him any other way.

    Naturally, the special effects are, well, special. The Quidditch World Cup is stunning – but we don’t get to see anything like enough of it. The three tasks are very well done – especially the requisite broomstick chase during the dragon task.

    Another change for this movie is that John Williams did not write the score. Sure, we hear snatches of Hedwig’s Theme every so often, but Patrick Doyle’s theme seemes to have taken a different direction – to some success. Bizarrely, Jarvis Cocker wrote three songs for the movie (performed at the end of the Yule Ball), including the fantastically titled Do the Hippogriff and the beautiful Magic Works. Given that Harry Potter hasn’t really had songs in before, they work surprisingly well…

    Basically, there is very little about Goblet of Fire that I disliked. Certainly some scenes seemed a bit rushed, and I’d rather have seen different elements dropped from or left in the plot. But Newell and co have done a very, very good job of transferring JK Rowling’s vision to the screen, without feeling they had to stick too closely to the book. The 12A (PG-13 in the US) certificate warns you that you’re going to see a very different film to those in the past – and that is what you get. Quite frankly, I was blown away!

    As an aside, the Odeon in Newcastle was packing in so many showings (every screening after 4pm was sold out) that we went into the cinema while the credits from the previous showing were still rolling – so you’ll be glad to know that, according to the credits, “No dragons were harmed in the making of this film”.


  6. Gratuitous violence, coarse language … and Waitrose

    November 18, 2005 by dafyd

    Yesterday we went to see Mojo, Castle Theatre Company‘s Michaelmas term production. It was, shall we say, different. The sort of thing I’d expect to see at Nottingham Playhouse as opposed to the Theatre Royal (anyone who’s been to either theatre with me knows what I mean!). It was certainly very good, though. A lot different to Amadeus, which we were doing there this time last year. There were a lot of echoes of The Birthday Party, which Castle Theatre did in March, mixed with a fair dollop of Quentin Tarantino. Such a dollop, in fact, that it wouldn’t have surprised me to see the characters stop shouting and start discussing the international versions of the Quarter Pounder with Cheese. A slightly surreal, but very clever, idea was the cocktail bar during the interval, on the Senate Gallery (where we’re not normally allowed…).

    In a cunning twist, Morrisons has closed their store in Durham, and it has been replaced by a Waitrose. Yes, that’s right – in a city where 50% of the population are students, the only supermarket in the city centre is a Waitrose. But anyway – we went in yesterday – it’s opening day – to see what had changed (and to hunt down the special opening offers).

    I don’t know if you’ve ever noticed, but the staff at Waitrose (and John Lewis generally) all have a certain air about them – almost like old librarians… All the staff in the Durham store are like this. Now, I don’t know if they flew in a crack squad of super-Waitrosey-people, or whether they hired new people, or whether they simply genetically altered and drastically retrained the Morrisons people, but it’s amazing how they’re all the same…!

    Anyway – the highlight of my trip to the new Waitrose was finding this leaflet:

    Waitrose - Dieter's Guide leaflet

    And no, it wasn’t until someone asked why I wanted a dieter’s guide (hah, me?!) that I realised that it was for people on a diet, not everyone’s favourite German teacher… Oh well.

    Next post: Harry Potter. Once I’ve seen it – probably this afternoon…


  7. Picture Show

    November 14, 2005 by dafyd

    Much as I love Powerpoint, there does come a point where you have to draw the line about how much you use it. Is it really worth putting everything you’re talking about on the presentation, to the extent that you’re just reading it out loud?

    Dr Clarke, the lecturer for my 17th and 18th Century French Lit module, doesn’t quite seem to have grasped this… Everything she says is on the slides, which are then made available online after the lecture – so you can learn as much without going!

    This afternoon’s lecture was particularly exciting. So exciting, in fact, that I took one note. I wrote more of what she said, but mainly just for comedy value.

    One of my notes from this afternoon's lecture

    Anyway – see for yourself: here are my “notes” from the lecture

    She seems to think we need visual stimulation (simply having Powerpoint isn’t enough), so for every slide with notes on, she puts one with pictures on. It doesn’t really matter how relevant the picture is – last week we had the video cover for the BBC Tom Jones from a few years back (can’t quite remember why, though, now). Hence the “I thought he was jolly…” comment…

    To clarify another of her comments, she couldn’t remember whether it was Louis XV or XVI she was talking about, we told her that it was XVI, she wasn’t convinced, but later Louis XV popped up in the presentation. She took tkis as a sign that it was Louis XV she was talking about, when in fact it was, definitely, Louis XVI. The one who lost his head in 1793.

    And I even had time to make the title look pretty.

    Oohhere’s the presentation. Isn’t it pretty?


  8. Thinking funny

    November 13, 2005 by dafyd

    I don’t know why, but I keep having problems saying what I mean, and keep jumping around (in my head, not physically – that would just be weird) when I’m thinking.

    Must be the temperature – I don’t think well when it’s cold enough to solidify mercury. Brr.


  9. Life, the universe…

    November 13, 2005 by dafyd

    Stuff’s happening.

    It’s weird, cos I’m, like, totally* busy all the time**, but then I can’t really explain what I’m busy with. (Ugh, ucky sentence – preposition at the end, and all that. Can’t be bothered to fix it, though…)

    I guess I’m being set more work – not essays and the like, necessarily, but preparation work for classes, reading, and so on.

    Arabic this year is really hotting up. The teaching has stepped up a gear, and we’re actually having proper language lab sessions. Woo hoo! That said, the highlight of the year was the diplomatic silence when our Egyptian teacher asked us what country Al-Kuds (Jerusalem) is in… Turns out the correct answer is Palestine. But then again we don’t know how to say Israel yet.

    We’re doing some major, major work on the JCR website which is going to take an awful lot of time over the next few months, and I’ve been doing quite a bit to the Castle Theatre Company one to promote its new production, Mojo (which, if you’re in Durham, you really must see – it’s going to be awesome).

    Planning my year abroad for next year is starting in earnest. The Arabic department still hasn’t quite twigged that we do have to spend at least part of the year in France, and seems to expect us to spend the whole year in Alexandria or Damascus. Which, to be fair, will be pretty cool. Speaking to the third years who have just got back, I really am looking forward to the whole thing. If we can work out how to spend time speaking French as well (and please, please, don’t sugget Tunisia/Algeria/Morroco… we’ve been through this, and neither Alexandria nor Damascus are in any of those countriies).

    So, back to work. And by work, I mean prevaricating, spending five minutes to read a page of a ridiculously easy play, or 20 minutes translating a basic Arabic sentence. Everything seems to be taking longer. And it’s cold. As in penguins and Eskimos and igloos and ice. Brr.

    Oh, and if anyone has a really good synopsis of the plot of Le Mariage de Figaro, please free to let me know. I’ve read it in french and in english, but just can’t seem to concentrate on the darn play long enough to actually work out what’s going on. Except that she’s really his mother.

    *Oh dear Lord, I’m turning into Tash. Somebody shoot me now.
    **Most of the time, anyway.


  10. The French are revolting

    November 7, 2005 by dafyd

    In the “Politics and Culture of Contemporary France” module that I’m studying at the moment, we were discussing last week whether it was inevitable that there would eventually be a repeat of the Mai 1968 riots. We decided that yes, there probably would be, and that given the current international climate, they would probably be sparked off by the issues of immigration and integration.

    We did not expect to be proven right the next day.

    But hey, the Fifth Republic has lasted a good 45 years (about 15 years above the average lifespan of French constitutions) and they’ve not had a good riot in at least 30 years. About time, then…