'the best of french canada'
I am late discovering 'the best of French Canada' on CBC, after the National update on Monday nights. Very late -- maybe by a couple of years.
But better late than never, a mantra I heartily commend. By accident, as I've been working afternoons, and settling down to watch my taped shows just before midnight, not once -- but twice -- have I come across the excellent 2001 television series La Vie, la vie from la belle province. After some calculations, the half-hour series, which originally ran for two seasons, appears to be on its last six episodes, two episodes being shown each Monday night.
So, if you are intrigued, check it out, even though it is almost finished its run. I don't know if they'll start it again, but apparently it is also available on DVD. The show does run with subtitles, or otherwise I would be lost.
I am sorry mon francais est trop mauvais. I would so love to be bilingual, and fluently so. My basic high school French helps me stumble through some readings, but I'm hopeless when it's spoken. My high school Latin, which I'm sure they don't teach anymore, has been more of a help to me in piecing meaning out of latin-based languages. It's a rocky road.
But I digress. Trying to read the CBC-Radio French descriptions of La Vie, la vie has made me realize how little French I know. Watching the program makes me want to understand it.
The show could be described as a Gallic version of Friends, but only in the most superficial way, in that its protaganists are thirty-somethings stumbling through their lives and relationships. The show is defined as a drama, which definition, in the four episodes I've seen, I would have to disagree with. It's funny, witty, original, three-dimensional and insightful. The characters are well-realized and recognizable, and flawed.
I was drawn by the inner conflicts of the women, as they mused over the losses, as well as the gains, created by the women's movement. This is excellent television. Some of the best I have ever seen. I have to watch more of it with a discerning eye, but there is something about its colour and the way it is lit, that is sparkling and vivid.
C'est excellent!
But better late than never, a mantra I heartily commend. By accident, as I've been working afternoons, and settling down to watch my taped shows just before midnight, not once -- but twice -- have I come across the excellent 2001 television series La Vie, la vie from la belle province. After some calculations, the half-hour series, which originally ran for two seasons, appears to be on its last six episodes, two episodes being shown each Monday night.
So, if you are intrigued, check it out, even though it is almost finished its run. I don't know if they'll start it again, but apparently it is also available on DVD. The show does run with subtitles, or otherwise I would be lost.
I am sorry mon francais est trop mauvais. I would so love to be bilingual, and fluently so. My basic high school French helps me stumble through some readings, but I'm hopeless when it's spoken. My high school Latin, which I'm sure they don't teach anymore, has been more of a help to me in piecing meaning out of latin-based languages. It's a rocky road.
But I digress. Trying to read the CBC-Radio French descriptions of La Vie, la vie has made me realize how little French I know. Watching the program makes me want to understand it.
The show could be described as a Gallic version of Friends, but only in the most superficial way, in that its protaganists are thirty-somethings stumbling through their lives and relationships. The show is defined as a drama, which definition, in the four episodes I've seen, I would have to disagree with. It's funny, witty, original, three-dimensional and insightful. The characters are well-realized and recognizable, and flawed.
I was drawn by the inner conflicts of the women, as they mused over the losses, as well as the gains, created by the women's movement. This is excellent television. Some of the best I have ever seen. I have to watch more of it with a discerning eye, but there is something about its colour and the way it is lit, that is sparkling and vivid.
C'est excellent!
posted by Kathy O'Brien at 6:49 pm
2 Comments:
mais c'est tellement beau. tu dois pratiquer votre Francais souvant.
Oui, c'est vrai. C'est une belle langue.
Parles-tu francais?
Je pense que tu le parle ... oh, now I'm getting myself into trouble ... subjective? adverbial? objective?
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