Monthly Archives: May 2010

Simultaneous speech

If you can bear Mark Harmon being interviewed in German, with the simultaneous interpreter out-talking him most of the time, then head over to this site. Mark looks like he understands German, he tries some very foul coffee and he has to play a toy game of soccer. Though it sounds like he reckons he’s better at computers than Gibbs is. Not that that is saying a lot.

And I’m so glad I don’t watch NCIS dubbed.

They should have known

On the basis of hearing only the quick run-through of the Eurovision contestants, I quite liked Norway’s entry. I didn’t waste all evening on this event by watching every minute. But that doesn’t mean I don’t take it seriously. After all, I’m not British.

If and when Britain can be serious about Eurovision, they will most likely do well, or at least better, again. Winning is not a God-given right. And I feel that Terry Wogan took being rude about Eurovision a little more seriously than Graham Norton did. He didn’t even seem to twig when the FYR Macedonian vote lady spoke pretty good Australian. Did anyone notice that the male Norwegian presenter could also speak Icelandic? Or the excellence of the Greek vote person’s Norwegian? It’s such a happy multi-language talent event!

And does anyone sit around making snide remarks on live television quite like the British commentator? Not even sure he’s aware of any old history between the host country and the winning country, but never mind that, eh?

Very pleased for the German winner. Maybe they should have warned contestants that if they win, they need to sing their blasted song again. As did Spain. Didn’t think much of the clowns.

Although watching the whole thing (well, not the whole thing as I said earlier, but all that I did watch) in Sweden, I watched the BBC version. For technical reasons. Son’s English Uppsala neighbour had gone off to Norway to watch it live. Good for him.

How many of you spotted the Norwegian Crown Princess and her children cavorting around, while the cameras panned all over the world, showing us people who were having a good time?

We agreed at the end that we like the Eurovision tune the best, and you don’t hear it nearly enough in the UK.

The music crossword

Having made my way to Sweden again, I was in the perfect position to listen to and solve the music crossword on the radio this morning. Except I slept in, and only did what I normally do, which is read the blog written by Enn Kokk. He does this crossword every week, and blogs about it immediately, complete with all the right answers. He’s a music fan, so knows a lot, but then good old google can help with some of the pieces he doesn’t know.

Basically, they play a record and will then want to know anything from the simple answer of who the singer is, to a preposition in the song title in another language. Or some obscure fact about the composer of the piece. I was never any good at it. I had an uncle who knew a lot of the right answers, and his problem was that he didn’t speak English, so couldn’t spell English words or names.

The reason I’m even thinking about Melodikrysset, as it’s called, is that I’m currently in Enn’s hometown of Uppsala. It’s refreshing to find someone who still sits down religiously every Saturday, first to listen and then to blog, at a time when it feels like every single thing people used to do has given way to some other activity. If I still lived here; would I solve Melodikrysset every week? I might, if I could get out of bed.

NCIS: Los Angeles – Callen, G

Sam and Kensi

The last LA wasn’t as low key as NCIS, but then Los Angeles isn’t. Where Gibbs went out using his wit, NCIS: Los Angeles ended its first season with some explosives and overturned cars. Luckily Callen could just ease out unscathed from his upside down vehicle. It’s television, after all.

G with Amy

He’s still searching for his elusive past, and he nearly found his sister. He may have claimed not to have one, but I think he’d still have been pleased to have found her. Though I’m a firm believer in replacing key people with a substitute, if necessary, so why not adopt the one he found?

They all disobeyed Mum Hetty, and I don’t think she minded in the end. Nate still hankers after a gun, and it might be wise if he analysed himself, for a change.

Nice (well, we think so) to see Trent Kort again. It’s good for the soul to have nice British villains. Is he a villain, seeing as he’s CIA? More confusing to find Mossad’s Washington chief cast in the role of the bad baddie. I know I had this theory before, that all actors appear twice. Good or bad in NCIS, they are the opposite in LA.

G, the Baby Brother. Poor G.

(Photos © CBS)

NCIS – Rule Fifty-One

I was more nervous watching Rule Fifty-One, than I’ve been since watching the first episode of season 3. Though I needn’t have been, since I had worked out most of the things the right way round, without having any clue as to how they would fit in with the plot.

So, are we going to sit around worrying about Daddy Gibbs for four months or not? I’m getting good vibes at the moment. (Touch wood, obviously.) I have more concern for that viper Ms Hart. They will keep her on, won’t they? How come I like Srta Reynosa better than her?

I’m trying to work out those red-page scenes we heard about. In fact, I’m going to have to watch this again.

Surely this was the first time Franks has called DiNozzo ‘probie’? Not being in the slightest American I seem to be unusual in not finding much of interest in Ziva’s citizenship ceremony. And Vance continues to grow. Gibbs never had that kind of resistance within the agency before.

People appear to feel that Abby’s relationship with Gibbs has changed beyond recognition. I disagree. Changed, yes. But they looked far more ‘back to normal’ than you’d think was possible.

Did not get Ducky’s golfing experience at all, but it was very, very funny. To have that kind of light humour inserted into an autopsy scene, when things are looking generally grim is what makes NCIS what it is.

So, that will be a wait of something like 17 weeks, I’d say. We can manage that. Plenty of repeats available for daily lunches, should I be so lucky.

Why getting personal is better

With NCIS: Los Angeles – Burned, things suddenly got a lot better. I wonder if it’s because we are sticking with the personal? The whole agency is under threat, and that sort of scenario always works well. And ruminating about where you come from is another good one.

I was impressed by the penultimate episode of NCIS: LA. It almost made me wish it could continue over the summer. But I know a break is what we all need. That’s why they are putting everything into this. It’s funny, though, that plots about themselves are more effective than crimes done to outsiders. Fighting for your own existence is just that much more exciting. It also felt like there were unusually many good quotable lines.

Having poor Callen worry about his origins again, while the rest of them are in total shut-down mode, is almost too much. I know it’s supposed to be attractive and worthy. But whereas it’s understandable for Gibbs to still grieve his loved ones, I fail to see that Callen’s unknown past can ever be in that category.

I do see he wants to know. But on the whole, what matters is what he does with himself now that he’s an adult. The mere thought that he’d jeopardise his job and co-agents just to know some baby secret, is beyond understanding. He didn’t, and he shouldn’t.

Just a few more hours to wait now. It’s bound to be the CIA.

Idle speculation

A randomly chosen episode of NCIS for Sunday lunch, provided an old(er) reference to the Reynosa drugs cartel. The question is how far back we can find little clues, or if it’s just been the more recent part of season 7. Anyway, thanks to Daughter we lunched with Gibbs and his Mother-in-law, the one which earned itself the ‘worst ever episode’ prize when it was first aired. Hindsight helped a lot, we found.

The Reynosas were mentioned, now that we know that it’s the Mexican clues we are looking for. Between them Gibbs and M-in-law have tried to do away with their share of drugs related people, which isn’t going to prove very healthy in the near future.

More speculation about the final season 7 episode can be found here. Looks like maybe I should stick the complete list of rules on my wall, to help me behave. Though there are always exceptions to rules, I find.

Michael Weatherly hasn’t had his contract renewed. Yet. I believe the same goes for David McCallum and Sean Murray, and I’d say it’s a fairly safe bet they aren’t planning on repopulating all of NCIS with new talent in September.

Pauley Perrette has done red-page scenes, which seem to be particularly secret scenes. Shoot the scene and then eat the script, kind of thing. And most likely she’s not the only one. Haven’t come across the suggestion that more than one ending has been shot, but wouldn’t put it past them. As long as they air the right one this week.

A quick look at this week’s promo on YouTube doesn’t give much away. Thirty seconds of whirlwind shootings, threats and comments.