Most DVDs come with reams of foreign prose just, waiting to be unlocked, at the click of a button and without leaving your seat.
But I’ve recently stumbled another trick – sticking French subtitles on while watching an English movie. So – films without subtitles – it’s something I’d recommend to any language learner who has already got down some basic conversational skills. By grasping just 20 percent of dialogue, I could figure out 80 percent of what was going on. And from body language and voice tone alone it was always clear who was voting in her favour, and who against.
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Much of the film is spent watching Cottilard’s Sandra hike between a series of soul-searching, begging encounters with her co-workers. Knowing this gist I was able to fill in many of the the blanks. I knew going in that the film was about a working class mother who, after a period of convalescence from illness, loses her job – but has the chance to save it by convincing the majority of her co-workers to pass over a handsome bonus. And I was consoled by the knowledge that even if the dialogue was a blur, there was still Marion Cottilard to watch, in another Oscar-nominated turn.
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The film was Two Days, One Night, the latest gritty Belgium drama from critical faves the Dardenne Brothers, and a movie I'd been dying to see since interviewing leading man Fabrizio Rongione (Italian, incidentally, how do these Europeans do it?) at the Abu Dhabi Film Festival last year.
After just three classes of beginner’s French, how much was I really going to understand? The bearded hipster on the door – who sold me a ticket in perfect English, of course – seemed suitably amused. The difference this time, however, was that I was in Scandinavia – and would be watching a French movie with nothing more than Swedish and Finnish subtitles for help (I barely need to tell you I lack any knowledge of either language). Not so edgy, you might think – I’m the kind of film fan who possesses a pretentious predisposition towards movies in anything but English, and am currently under the spell of a financially crippling addiction to Artificial Eye boxsets. I might have missed a class ( d'esole!), but I decided to make up for it by going to see a French film at an arthouse cinema.
So – I was travelling in Europe and had to put my quarter-life-crisis-inspired quest to learn another language on hold. A scene from Two Days, One Night by Dardenne brothers.
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