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2002-03-14

I’ve begun to structure up the Great Swedish Novel from dozens of notebooks and I’ve encountered a problem. A huge problem that blocks up everything. It is not one that is impossible to fix, quite the contrary. I need to do some research for part one. (Three parts in one book, each part is about different stages in the main characters life.)

Research. I’m too lazy for this. I could go the easy way and just read up about the subject, but I think that way it would end up being more of a Hollywood stereotype than the Hollywood stereotypes themselves.

Part two and three present no such problems what so ever. Especially the third act where absolutely everything is make believe.

For those poor sods without a region free DVD-player, Shrek is soon to be released as both VHS and DVD here in Sweden. The best thing isn’t that this edition contains both the regular version as well as one dubbed to the glorious language of Swedish. No, it is that if you pre-order it at a fairly large chain store, you’ll get a pair of Shrek-ears free of charge.

I already own the region one version, but damn. I think I want those ears. But I don’t want to own a dubbed movie. Animated movies must be dubbed in Sweden, it is a state law or something. The problem is that the dubbing sucks ass — it’s so bad that it isn’t even funny. Kung Fu movies from the seventies seem to be expensive masterpieces, where the out of sync lip movements have been digitally manipulated to fit the new language.

But those ears. I can not drop it. Although I haven’t seen them myself, they are probably cute and ten times past silly. Who wouldn’t want to own a pair of those? (I want to see Shrek again but I can’t. It is either here or here, and the key thing is that I’m at neither of those two places.)