Je vois que c'est toujours la bagarre entre les partisans de la VO et ceux
de la VF.
Je viens de voir Bonanza, vous vous rappelez, le feuilleton western, sur la
télé polonaise. C'est en américain (évidemment) et ce n'est pas sous-titré.
C'est un bonhomme qui lit les textes, que ce soit un acteur jeune,vieux,
bon, méchant, voire une actrice, c'est toujours la même voix qui parle.
Je pense que c'est ça qui nous faudrait pour mettre tout le monde d'accord
car je pense que beaucoup de ceux qui réclament de la VO à cor et à cris ont
un vocabulaire anglais qui se limite à yes, no, OK et shit (thank you pour
les rares qui sont polis).
Ce sont les mêmes qui déplorent de ne pas avoir droit aux "subtilités" du
dialogue original (comme s'il pouvait y en avoir dans un dialogue
américain), lesquelles "subtilités" ne sont bien sûr pas enseignées dans les
classes de cinquième.
De toutes façons, dans des films comme Easy Rider, c'est pas les dialogues
qu'on vient écouter. C'est la musique. Et elle, elle est toujours en VO.
Dans le message: 40223fb3$0$18222$, Olivier a laissé jaillir de sa plume effilée:
C'est pour l'atelier sulky de la maison de retraite que tu te farcis les courses ?
J'ai pas la télé en ce moment. C'est un contributeur en charte qui en parlé tout-à-l'heure.
Le Papapapy. (Faux vieux en plus).
Badseeds
"Jac" a écrit dans le message de news: 402237d7$0$19659$
"Badseeds"
> z'etes mignons tous les deux :)
Who, c'est toi ?
Jac.
Non ce n'est pas moi... Ca a l'air d'une obsession pour les gens de ce ng ce Who ? Z'etes tout le temps en train de demander si untel est who ou non... En vaut il la peine ? J'le connais pas mais ça m'etonnerait.
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402237d7$0$19659$4d4eb98e@read.news.fr.uu.net...
"Badseeds"
> z'etes mignons tous les deux :)
Who, c'est toi ?
Jac.
Non ce n'est pas moi... Ca a l'air d'une obsession pour les gens de ce ng ce
Who ?
Z'etes tout le temps en train de demander si untel est who ou non...
En vaut il la peine ? J'le connais pas mais ça m'etonnerait.
"Jac" a écrit dans le message de news: 402237d7$0$19659$
"Badseeds"
> z'etes mignons tous les deux :)
Who, c'est toi ?
Jac.
Non ce n'est pas moi... Ca a l'air d'une obsession pour les gens de ce ng ce Who ? Z'etes tout le temps en train de demander si untel est who ou non... En vaut il la peine ? J'le connais pas mais ça m'etonnerait.
Olivier
Au sommet de son art, Badseeds a pondu :
Non ce n'est pas moi... Ca a l'air d'une obsession pour les gens de ce ng ce Who ? Z'etes tout le temps en train de demander si untel est who ou non...
Mais très peu l'ont réellement aperçu. Tu connais la légende qui circule à propos de Who ? Non ? Alors la voici :
« He's supposed to be Turkish. Some say his father was German. Nobody ever believed he was real. Nobody ever knew him or saw anybody that ever worked directly for him. But to hear Kobayashi tell it, anybody could have worked for Who. You never knew; that was his power. The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist. One story the guys told me, the story I believe, was from his days in Turkey. There was a gang of Hungarians that wanted their own mob. They realized that to be in power, you didn't need guns or money or even numbers. You just needed the will to do what the other guy wouldn't. After a while, they come into power and then they come after Who. He was small-time then, just running dope, they say. They come to his home in the afternoon, looking for his business. They find his wife and kids in the house and decide to wait for Who. He comes home to find his wife raped and children screaming. The Hungarians knew Who was tough, not to be trifled with, so they let him know they meant business. They tell him they want his territory, all his business. Who looks over the faces of his family. Then he showed these men of will what will really was. He tells him he would rather see his family dead than live another day after this. He lets the last Hungarian go, waits until his wife and kids are in the ground, and then he goes after the rest of the mob. He kills their kids. He kills their wives. He kills their parents and their parents' friends. He burns down the houses they live in, the stores they work in. He kills people that owe them money. And like that, he's gone. Underground. Nobody's ever seen him since. He becomes a myth, a spook story that criminals tell their kids at night. "Rat on your pop and Who will get you." But no one ever really believes. »
-- http://frtp.fr.st
Au sommet de son art, Badseeds a pondu :
Non ce n'est pas moi... Ca a l'air d'une obsession pour les gens de ce ng ce
Who ?
Z'etes tout le temps en train de demander si untel est who ou non...
Mais très peu l'ont réellement aperçu.
Tu connais la légende qui circule à propos de Who ?
Non ?
Alors la voici :
« He's supposed to be Turkish. Some say his father was German. Nobody ever
believed he was real. Nobody ever knew him or saw anybody that ever worked
directly for him. But to hear Kobayashi tell it, anybody could have worked for
Who. You never knew; that was his power. The greatest trick the devil ever
pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.
One story the guys told me, the story I believe, was from his days in Turkey.
There was a gang of Hungarians that wanted their own mob. They realized that
to be in power, you didn't need guns or money or even numbers. You just needed
the will to do what the other guy wouldn't. After a while, they come into
power and then they come after Who. He was small-time then, just running dope,
they say. They come to his home in the afternoon, looking for his business.
They find his wife and kids in the house and decide to wait for Who. He comes
home to find his wife raped and children screaming. The Hungarians knew Who
was tough, not to be trifled with, so they let him know they meant business.
They tell him they want his territory, all his business. Who looks over the
faces of his family. Then he showed these men of will what will really was. He
tells him he would rather see his family dead than live another day after
this. He lets the last Hungarian go, waits until his wife and kids are in the
ground, and then he goes after the rest of the mob. He kills their kids. He
kills their wives. He kills their parents and their parents' friends. He burns
down the houses they live in, the stores they work in. He kills people that
owe them money. And like that, he's gone. Underground. Nobody's ever seen him
since. He becomes a myth, a spook story that criminals tell their kids at
night. "Rat on your pop and Who will get you." But no one ever really
believes. »
Non ce n'est pas moi... Ca a l'air d'une obsession pour les gens de ce ng ce Who ? Z'etes tout le temps en train de demander si untel est who ou non...
Mais très peu l'ont réellement aperçu. Tu connais la légende qui circule à propos de Who ? Non ? Alors la voici :
« He's supposed to be Turkish. Some say his father was German. Nobody ever believed he was real. Nobody ever knew him or saw anybody that ever worked directly for him. But to hear Kobayashi tell it, anybody could have worked for Who. You never knew; that was his power. The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist. One story the guys told me, the story I believe, was from his days in Turkey. There was a gang of Hungarians that wanted their own mob. They realized that to be in power, you didn't need guns or money or even numbers. You just needed the will to do what the other guy wouldn't. After a while, they come into power and then they come after Who. He was small-time then, just running dope, they say. They come to his home in the afternoon, looking for his business. They find his wife and kids in the house and decide to wait for Who. He comes home to find his wife raped and children screaming. The Hungarians knew Who was tough, not to be trifled with, so they let him know they meant business. They tell him they want his territory, all his business. Who looks over the faces of his family. Then he showed these men of will what will really was. He tells him he would rather see his family dead than live another day after this. He lets the last Hungarian go, waits until his wife and kids are in the ground, and then he goes after the rest of the mob. He kills their kids. He kills their wives. He kills their parents and their parents' friends. He burns down the houses they live in, the stores they work in. He kills people that owe them money. And like that, he's gone. Underground. Nobody's ever seen him since. He becomes a myth, a spook story that criminals tell their kids at night. "Rat on your pop and Who will get you." But no one ever really believes. »
-- http://frtp.fr.st
Jac
"Badseeds" :
Non ce n'est pas moi... Ca a l'air d'une obsession pour les gens de ce ng
ce
Who ?
On sait ;-). Mais comme partout, il y a des modes. En ce moment, pour être "fashion", il faut poser cette question.
Z'etes tout le temps en train de demander si untel est who ou non... En vaut il la peine ? J'le connais pas mais ça m'etonnerait.
Personne ne le connaît. Who is nobody.
Jac. (Qu'est qu'il faut pas raconter comme conneries).
"Badseeds" :
Non ce n'est pas moi... Ca a l'air d'une obsession pour les gens de ce ng
ce
Who ?
On sait ;-). Mais comme partout, il y a des modes.
En ce moment, pour être "fashion", il faut poser cette question.
Z'etes tout le temps en train de demander si untel est who ou non...
En vaut il la peine ? J'le connais pas mais ça m'etonnerait.
Personne ne le connaît. Who is nobody.
Jac. (Qu'est qu'il faut pas raconter comme conneries).
