I was looking forward to the lavish new BBC adaptation of Jamaica Inn, but two hours in and I'm drowning in Cornish mud (although it was filmed in Yorkshire), struggling to make out what anybody's saying - oohhh-arr mumble-mumble - and I don't think I'll persevere to the end. Not my favourite Daphne du Maurier, but I'm sure it wasn't as boring as this.
Turn on subtitles? I was amused to find that on Netflix the movie "Angel's Share", a film set in Scotland, had subtitles. Then I realized that I really, really needed them.
ReplyDeleteI was at a launch once and they took an audience vote on whether a Geordie programme needed subtitles. (It did!) People were getting very het up and said it would be insulting. I can't remember what happened in the end.
ReplyDeleteOh dear, if you had trouble then there is little hope for me. Then again I'm desperate now that Call the Midwife and Downtown Abbey are absent for now. What if I mute the sound and just make up my own dialogue?
ReplyDeleteYou wouldn't miss much, Darlene. But The Crimson Field will be right up your street!
ReplyDeleteMary, you are too funny but thanks, I remember the original with Jane Seymour I believe? Doubtful we'll get to see this in the Colonies anytime soon!
ReplyDeleteI vaguely remember that back in the 80s, Noelle. I've just looked it up - it was a much better cast, Billie Whitelaw and Patrick McGoohan.
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