The Oscar-winning Coda and its (mis)representation of interpreting (or, why I almost walked out of the cinema)
Ok so I'm a linguist not a movie critic but I am an avid movie-goer - part of the generation of Australians raised by Margaret and David to appreciate cinema and think critically about it. (I've even reviewed a few things on this blog: Short-doco Queen of the Desert , short film Lärr and some discussion of the brilliant Croker Island Exodus here ). At this years Oscars, the film Coda surprised many by taking out Best Picture. It seems like few people have even had a chance to see it. Here in little ol' Katherine, we have a brilliant film society at our local Katherine 3 cinema, where each fortnight we get to watch something a bit different. In late 2021, I had the chance to see Coda there, long before it was thought of as an Oscar contender. Now that Coda is being talked about more than ever before, I wanted to share my experience of watching the film - especially because in one scene in particular, I was so angry that I genuinely considered walking out of the cinema -...
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Your blog is awesome - I've really enjoyed reading it so far, and will be checking in again.
Good to see you're staying true to your nerdy self :-)
Don't you like the gee-tar picture? Why didn't you post that? Actually, I have a couple of you playing the guitar and another one at the gorge. I think your fans want more pix! We'll have to try to satisfy them.
My sister thinks you look like an Abercrombie model in this picture...
and sure, if you're offering to lend me more of your pics that'd be great (not that i asked to use this one in the first place!)