Mom uses Netflix. I know, I know, lots of people use Netflix. That's why Hollywood Video down the hill from here went completely out of business. So, we requested the U.K. Life on Mars DVDs and set them up to come ASAP. Only, owing to my inexperience with the system, Vol. 4 arrived first rather than Vol. 1. *sigh* Mom had told me she'd seen the U.S. version, though. So I thought she would have a decent base to start from. But listening to British English was tough on her coupled with, I guess, an iffy sound system so we ended up turning on the subtitles.
That was actually interesting. The subtitles appeared under whoever was speaking, and when you could not tell who was speaking, started with the name of the speaker. Useful, that! Vol. 4, though, means the end of season 1. And Mom, after seeing half of episode seven, made a wonderful comment that I quickly wrote down in order to share it with whoever reads this. Except now I cannot find the piece of paper and probably won't remember it quite as well as I should. What DID I do with that paper? It was in my pocket. Darn, I'm stuck paraphrasing.
"This is a lot more serious than the other one. Sam is really distressed."
She clarified that the U.S. Sam seemed to be having fun and treating it as an amusement ride. And she also judged Gene Hunt as a jerk. No one take up arms, for that is exactly the impression you'd have of him for most of episode 7. Especially if that is all you see. Gene Hunt has to grow on you.
My flight back to Japan departs at 12:50 Wednesday. It's supposed to arrive some time after 4 PM at Narita Airport on Thursday. Gotta love the International Date Line.
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