Slightly anxious about classes resuming tomorrow (I think, anyway - my Gender class has nothing listed for tomorrow in the syllabus, but I'm guessing that that's just an error). Hard to believe that there are only three weeks left until the group flight home.
Today is the first round of France's presidential election. I assume, along with most others here, that Le Pen won't make it to the second round this time. I certainly hope he doesn't.
Question after seeing a screening of The Philadelphia Story the other night at a charming little cinema that specializes in showing old films (there are a number of these in Paris, particularly in the 5e and 6e arrondissements: what's the point of watching a subtitled comedy if you don't know the original language? The subtitles can only capture a portion of the dialogue, and so many of the nuances are lost. I guess this is true for a lot of films, and not just comedies. Of course, watching English-language films with French subtitles has also made me realize how much I'm missing when I see a foreign-language film with English subtitles.
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