Forbrydelsen IV

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En død ræv findes på towpath. Et menneske har flyttet liget til et hjørne på Ferry Lane Estate. Sahra Lund, spillet af Poppet, drives til at opdage mere om forbrydelsen. Ignorerer hendes familie, hun vender tilbage igen og igen til den sække op liget, søger under biler til katte undervejs. Tilbage på towpath, er duften stærk. Hun ved at der er en sammensværgelse under opsejling, men hun kan ikke sætte brikkerne sammen …

Yesterday I posted this on facebook;

Forbrydelsen IV

A dead fox is found on the towpath. A human has moved the corpse to a corner on Ferry Lane Estate. Sahra Lund, played by Poppet, is DRIVEN to discover more about the crime. Ignoring her family, she returns again and again to the bagged up corpse, looking under cars for cats along the way. Back on the towpath, the scent is strong. She knows there is a conspiracy afoot, but she can’t put the pieces together…

In the thread Liliana of People’s Republic of Southwark posted the Danish translation. I was so excited! I rushed to google translate to hear it read aloud which is THRILLINGTON! Although, it may be noted that the robot voice does not mumble enough for it to be good Danish.

I think we can all agree that the termination of The Killing IS GOING TO RUIN OUR LIVES. Mind you, it’s true that things have got a little bit formulaic and it would be terrible to see Sarah & co jump the shark.

Were Poppet to take on the role of Sarah Lund I’d like her to have this coat play the part of the jumper.  Sadly, as usual, I have expensive taste, and Poppet won’t be getting her outfit any time soon.

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Meanwhile I am rather jonesing for Engrenages/Spiral to start another series. I was sure we were PROMISED a new series, but I want it so much that it’s possible I just wished it were true. However, I have either heard or dreamed that Borgen will be back on soon. (Which is basically The Killing but without murder/Sarah/the jumper.)

I hate the lull in telly over xmas. It leaves me all existential.

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Also yesterday, I found this quote on my tumblr, which seems to fit with the Sarah Lund headspace;

“She touched the edge of its voluptuous field, knowing it would be lovely beyond dreams simply to submit to it; that not gravity’s pull, laws of ballistics, feral ravening, promised more delight. She tested it, shivering: I am meant to remember. Each clue that comes is supposed to have its own clarity, its fine chances for permanence. But then she wondered if the gemlike “clues” were only some kind of compensation. To make up for her having lost the direct, epileptic Word, the cry that might abolish the night.”

— Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49

Goodbye Sarah. We will miss you. And your jumpers.

Martial Arts, Fostering Watson, and Sarah Lund’s New Jumper

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Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Talk about the opening of your favourite book.

Angry White Pyjamas by Robert Twigger opens in the streets of Tokyo. The protagonist is dawdling along and he finds some ball bearings that are used in gambling halls in the gutter and is childishly enjoying them when suddenly he witnesses a volatile incident between two drivers. As he watches he is on tenterhooks wondering how a salaryman can possibly avoid a beating from a truck driver wielding a piece of wood. The incident ends in the classic abject physical apology of the salaryman bowing on the ground and begging forgiverness to the gratification of the truck driver.

Twigger, aged 30, was given pause for thought. What could he have done if things had escalated? What if he, himself was suddenly attacked? He feels the natural vigour of his physique from his twenties had slid into a pulpy unreliable decay. Before taking us along for the ride of a lifetime as he learns martial arts as taught to the Japanese police force, Twigger paints a picture of the slovenly life he and his flatmates are living. As his uneasiness about his physical weakness gnaws away at him he describes the daily life of physical and intellectual laziness he and his friends shared. Their appliances gathered from dumpster diving, their grimy apartment and cheap crappy food. They lived in a crumbling part of town, and none of them were doing anything worthwhile or even interesting. The three of them decide to shape up and take themselves along to the local Dojo…

I have bought and lent and bought and given away more copies of this book than any other. It may be the book I have read most often, and I’d happily read it again. Being evidently autobiographical it kind of fizzles out at the end, but the book itself is gripping – and has won both a literary award and a sports writing award. 

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In animal based news I will find out today whether WE MIGHT FOSTER WATSON!!!!!

watson! he’s only two! little boo boo! pops will go mental!

The facebook blurb on him said;

I NEED A FOSTER HOME WHILE I WAIT FOR MY FOREVER HOME!

Watson is a 2 year old neutered male Mastiff cross who is looking for his new home after finding himself on the streets with his one eyed cat friend as his previous owners had lost their home and could not take him with them. This handsome boy is friendly, affectionate and loves being around people. He is good with other dogs and could possibly live with a calm female. We would prefer to rehome Watson to someone with previous experience with large breeds. As he is still young, he would benefit from further training and socialisation. He can live with children aged 12 years plus.

No matter how lovely he is, though, if we take him on we have to work hard to get him rehomed. I know perfectly well that my eyes are bigger than my stomach, and it is completely out of the question  for me to keep two dogs… but a temporary visitor? I know, it will probably be heartbreaking when he is adopted, but still!

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Slightly late to the party, I had been waiting for a good patch to start to watch (and read the subtitles of) the new series of The Killing. Not only am I a big fan of nordic noir, but I am also a keen watcher of the outfits of the leading ladies. A couple of days ago I started hearing ripples about the new jumper Sarah Lund is sporting. Here it is;

The chevron effect is unfortunately something I would really not rock, what with my large frontage. DAMMIT. Why is my taste in clothes not commensurate with my figure? POOR ME!!!

For the past three series she has been noted for her uniform of fairisle jumpers. Not something I fancy, since I can feel them itch from here.