Originally posted by C Elegans:
<STRONG>The films was made in 1969, I think. I don't remember when the novel was written. Yes, I agree with you that this future is here now for many of us. Alienation, emptiness, lack of meaning and context etc are really main themes in the arts of the post WWII western society, and I see no signs those problems are decreasing. Still, I enjoy both films and books dealing with the subject.</STRONG>
Oh, it is not the subject that i find to be uninteresting, just the manner in which movies such as A Clockwork Orange present it. A much more recent movie, Trainspotting, deals with the same issues, at least in my opinion. I enjoyed this movie a great deal, though i had to watch several parts over just to sift through the thick English-Wales-Whatever dialect to find the greater meaning and plot. No offense to all of you from the UK...it's just that my texan ears have a bit of trouble distinguishing the dialogue in certain instances. I remember when I was travelling in Germany a few years back, I was sitting in a coffee shop, very much aggravated at the fact that my stomach was about to turn inside out due to my extreme hunger and that our hosts had brought us to a shop which served only sweets (which i'm not big on) and coffee or tea as beverages, which i absolutely detest. Honestly, who eats sweets at 1:30 in the afternoon?! I didn't even get to eat until nearly 3:30 that afternoon...yes, yes, people have faced much more trying situations, but i was young and hungry! Anyways, sitting there despondent to all that was going on around me, an older English gentleman, though i don't believe i could in all good conscience label him a gentleman after the following events, struck up a conversation with me. His accent was one of the thickest i had ever heard. Completely lost to what he was trying to convey, i just proceeded to smile and nod, throwing in the occasional chuckle when prompted by his grin. As it turns out, he was speaking quite abusively towards one of my hosts whom he was angry with for reasons that need not be mentioned (as if this entire anecdote has any relevance to anything

) After looking over at the host under fire and noticing the ever deepening frown on his face, i suddenly realized what the english fellow's wife meant as she stated that her husband was getting me into trouble. I felt awful, as the host was a likeable fellow, and i had been smiling and laughing at the degrading comments spoken against him.

So, i try to follow the dialects of others much more closely these days, though at times i am still at a loss.
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