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Message de violet91 posté le 08-02-2008 à 21:37:32 (S | E | F)
Bonjour à tous , amis d'épisodes.
Cette fois,nous abordons avec Marion le dernier virage...Merci au grand maître qui m'a servi de tram(e). Correction prévue le lundi 18 février.

------- DENTELLES NOIRES DERNIERS CRIS .---------

Les miles s'enchaînaient les uns après les autres. Marion allait de ville en ville et changeait donc d'état. Elle n'avait fait de mal à personne , après tout ! Elle oeuvrait pour son prochain ,au contraire.

La frontière passée depuis longtemps, elle continuait à rouler , en pensant à peine à la déception de Harry et beaucoup au soulagement de Sam. Il avait vite admis que , sans ce geste opportun , preuve de tant d'amour, ils auraient tous deux été dans l'impasse !
Marion entrait plus au coeur de la dissimulation. Elle choisit prudemment d'échanger sa voiture contre une autre d'occasion, un peu plus confortable. Les toilettes de la station-service ..servirent de refuge pour extraire la somme. Elle se hâta de payer comptant et fila à l'anglaise. La nuit tombait, noire d'encre. La pleine lune n'était pas au rendez-vous ! Elle s'arrêta sur le bas-côté et plongea , ivre de fatigue, sur la banquette avant, dans un sommeil agité.
Le deuxième jour : même rythme. Fuite en avant. Fatigue de plus en plus grande, coeur de plus en plus léger. L'orage, violent, éclata, puis vinrent les trombes d'eau. De nouveau, la nuit et l'épuisement. Brusquement, au dessus de ses yeux exténués : deux panneaux dans un rideau de pluie. A peine lisibles. Elle partit à gauche : pas de chance !

Elle aperçut , soudain , dans cette nuit de cauchemar, une enseigne au néon. Quelques lettres éclairées : "B- - es - otel". A bout, elle avait compris que le repos, le vrai, se présentait. Le deuxième homme de sa vie n'attendait qu'elle. Le pire aussi !

Installée dans une chambre ordinaire, elle déambulait , grâcieuse, en jupon et soutien-gorge, dentelles noires dernier-cri,le préféré de Sam. "L'oeil était dans la " toile * , épiant la jolie blonde..

Elle se dévêtit et se dirigea vers ..LA douche.
Cinquante coups de couteau !
Des cris aussi aigus que des cordes chez Stockhausen !
Marion s'écroula sur le carrelage blanc , dans l'eau et.........le chocolat fondu !
Silence absolu, si ce n'est le flot ininterrompu de l'eau fuyant vers la bouche
arrondie du trou d'évacuation.

Ce fils à maman, au double visage, maniaque ...de la propreté eut vite fait d'effacer toute trace et jeta voiture , argent ,Marion , bien emballée.. dans un rideau plastique, dans un marais voisin.

Pauvre petit canard !

P.S La toile est un tableau accroché au mur de la chambre et dans lequel un trou a été savamment agencé.

Et v'là le travail! A vos plumes d'oie encore ,avec un bon chocolat chaud ! Désolée ,mais je ne pouvais pas faire plus court ,tout de même !.. See you, ducks !

THANK YOU FOREVER , SIR ALFRED HITCHCOCK !

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Modifié par violet91 le 09-02-2008 13:05

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de marie11, postée le 09-02-2008 à 13:00:33 (S | E)
Bonjour violet91

Black laces, last shouts
or
State-of-the-art black laces

Miles were following on from each other. Marion was going from one town to another, and was travelling from one state to another. She didn't hurt anybody, on the contrary, she was striving for her fellow man.
The border had been crossed for a long time and she kept on driving hardly thinking of Harry's deception, but feeling great relief for Sam. He had soon admited that without this opportune act, a proof of so much love, they would both have been at a dead end.
Marion was deeply going into dissimilation. She advisely chose to swap her car for a little more comfortable second-hand one.
The service-station toilet was used as a shelter to pick out the sum of money.
She hurried to pay cash and took French leave. The night was coming,as black as ink. The full moon wasn't at the meeting. She stopped the car along the verge, she was wild with weariness, and she sank into a broken sleep on the front seat.
On the second day: the same rhythm. The relentless pursuit. The tiredness was getting bigger and bigger and the heart lighter and lighter. The thunderstorm, violently broke out, then came cloudbursts. Again, the night and exhaustion. All of a sudden, above her exhausted eyes: two signposts behind a sheet of rain. Hardly legible. She turned on the left: bad luck !
In the course of this nightmarish night she suddenly noticed a neon sign. A few letters were only lit :" B--es-otel". At the end of her tether, she had understood that the rest, the real one, was coming.
The second man of her life was only waiting for her. The worst furthermore.
Settled in a common room, she was strutting about gracefully, only clad in an underskirt and a state-of-the-art black lace bra, Sam's favorite one. "The eye" was hidden behind the painting, spying on the attractive blonde.
She got undressed and went towards..... The shower.
Fifty stabs!
Shouts as high-pitched as strings in Stockhausen!
Marion collapsed on the white stone floor, in water and in ......... molten chocolate!
This son of a bitch, with a double face, fanatical about cleanliness, quickly erased all the traces and threw, the car, the money, and Marion, well wrapped in a plastic curtain, into a nearby swamp.

Poor small duck!

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de nick27, postée le 09-02-2008 à 14:20:27 (S | E)
Voici ma proposition

FASHIONABLE DARK LACES
Miles added up and Marion went from town to town and so she went from one State to another. She hadn't harmed anyone after all ! She was now looking for the next thing bad to do on the contrary !

She had crossed the border for a while now and she kept driving. She hardly thought about Harry's deception but she thought a lot about Sam's relief ! He had quickly admitted that, without this opportune gesture, proving so much love, they'd have found themselves in a deadlock !
Marion went further to try to hide away. She carefully decided to trade her car for a secondhand one a bit more comfortable. She used the bathroom of the gas station as a safe place to take out the amount of money she carried. She hurried to pay cash and took the French leave. The night was falling, as dark as it ever gets out there. The full moon wasn't in the sky ! She stopped on the sideroad and, exhausted, she sank into a nervous sleep in the back of the car.

On the second day, the rhythm remained the same : she kept escaping places, she grew more and more tired and her heart got lighter and lighter. A violent thunderstorm broke out and then it poured down. Again the night and tiredness ! Suddenly, above her sleepy eyes, two roadsigns appeared in the rain. Hardly visible. She turned left : how unlucky !

Then she suddenly saw in this nightmare-like night a building lit by neons. A few illuminated letters : "B- - es - otel". Worn out, she understood that the relaxation time had at least come ! The second man of her life was waiting for her only ! And for the worst, too !

Settled in an ordinary room she was gracefully moving around with only a pitticoat and a bra on, the most fashionable dark lace, Sam's favorite one ! "The eye was watching through the painting, watching closely this beautiful blonde-haired woman..

She threw her outfit off and made her way to... THE shower.
Fifty stabs !
Screams as high as strings at Stockhausen's.
Marion fell down onto the white tiles, in the water and... in melted chocolate !
There was a deep silence in the room, the only noise came from the water running uninterruptedly to the rounded hole of the drain.

This mama's boy, a real two-faced and addicted to cleanness didn't need much time to remove all the evidence and get rid of the car, the money and Marion well-wrapped up in a plastic curtain. He threw them in the neighboring marsh.

Poor little duck !

Thank you so much for all your encouragements !!!
Well Marion's story is over now, I'm looking forward to the next story to translate

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Modifié par nick27 le 12-02-2008 14:47

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de TravisKidd, postée le 12-02-2008 à 16:16:51 (S | E)
BLACK LACE and LAST CRIES

The miles passed one after the other. Marion passed from city to city and state to state. She hadn't hurt anyone, after all! To the contrary, she was working for her next one.

The border long since passed, she continued to drive, thinking barely about Harry's disappointment and much about Sam's happiness. He had quickly admitted that, without this opportune gesture, proof of so much love, they would have both been at an impasse!
Marion went further to the heart of the concealment. She prudently chose to change her car for another on occasion, a little more comfortable. The service-station bathrooms served as a refuge to take out the money. She hastily counted and took French leave ("anglaise" se traduit par "French"!! ). Night fell, black as ink. The full moon wasn't out for this rendez-vous! She stopped on the side of the road and fell, drunk from fatigue, on the front seat, into an agitated sleep. The second day, the same thing. Fleeing forward. Stronger and stronger fatigue, lighter and lighter heart. The storm, violent, raged, then came the pouring rain. Once more, night and exhaustion. Suddenly, before her barely-open eyes, two signs in a curtain of rain. Barely legible. She exited to the left; no luck!

She saw, suddenly, in this nightmare of a night, a neon sign. Some letters lit up: "B- - es - otel". For the moment, she knew that this meant that she could rest. The second man of her life was waiting for her. The worse one too!

Settled in an ordinary room, she wandered about, graciously, in a black lace last-cry skirt and bra, Sam's favorite. "The eye was peeping through the hole" spying the pretty blonde.

She undressed and went toward ..THE shower.
Stabbed 50 times with a knife!
Screams as piercing as Stockhausen cords!
Marion collapsed on the white tileage, in water and.........melted chocolate!
Absolute silence but for the uninterrupted flow of water fleeing toward the rounded mouth of the drain.

This mama's boy, on second look, a maniac ...had quicky wiped away every trace from the property and threw the car, the money, and Marion, well-packaged.. in a plastic bag, in a nearby swamp.

Poor little duckling!

Well ... that wasn't very nice of Sam after all!

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de maya92, postée le 12-02-2008 à 19:32:01 (S | E)
hello friend violet,

Black laces, very last screams..

Miles were following on. Marion was going from a city to another and therefore from a state to another. After all, she hadn't hurt anyone !On the contrary, she was working for her future.
The border had been crossed for a long time; she kept on driving, hardly thinking about Harry's deception but a lot about Sam's relief. He had quickly admitted that, without this opportunity, the evidence of so much love, they would both have been at a dead end. Marion was sinking into concealment. She wisely decided to exchange her car for a secondhand one a bit more comfortable. She used the toilet at the service station as a hiding place to bring out the money. She hurried to pay cash and took French leave. The night was falling as black as ink. No full moon ! She stopped on the verge and, dead tired, fell straight into an uneasy sleep on the front seat.
On the second day : same rhythm. Headlong flight. A lightest heart in a more exhausted body. The violent storm broke out then downpour. Night and exhaustion again. Suddenly in front of her worn out eyes : two signposts through a curtain of rain. Difficult to decipher. She turned left : no luck !
All of a sudden,she saw a neon sign. Only some letters lit up : 'B..es.otel'
Exhausted, she understood that a real rest was turning up. The second man in her life was just waiting for her. The worst too !
Settled in an ordinary room, she gracefully strutted around, wearing only an underskirt and a trendy black lacy bra, Sam's favourite. "The eye was inside the painting spying on the pretty blonde.."
She undressed and walked towards ..the shower.
Fifty stabs !
Shrieks as shrill as Stockhausen's strings !
Marion collapsed on the white tiling in water and..melt chocolate !
Deep silence, apart from the uninterrupted stream of water running to the drainpipe.
This Mum's son with a Jekill-Hyde personality, a cleanliness freak, quickly washed off every trace and got rid of the car, the money and Marion, all wrapped up in a plastic curtain, in a nearby swamp.
Poor pet !

Her fault :had she seen the movie she would have recognised the situation, pieced together 'BARNES MOTEL' and fled very far !
thanks violet

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de violet91, postée le 12-02-2008 à 19:55:28 (S | E)

Sorry friend maya..Bates Motel (the pun!)

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de maya92, postée le 13-02-2008 à 18:18:51 (S | E)
yes, of course dear violet, his name is Bates, Norman Bates..

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de gee, postée le 14-02-2008 à 23:52:11 (S | E)
BLACK LACE AS BLACK CREPE, SHARP SCREAM AS LAST BREATH

The mileage indicator was discharging figures galore as Marion was driving on from town to town, hence from State to State. She hadn’t done any harm to anyone, after all! Quite the opposite, didn’t she behave like an outreach worker?

The latest border long since crossed yet, she was keeping on driving, hardly thinking of deceiving Harry, mostly thinking of bringing relief to Sam. The latter had soon acknowledged that, without that appropriate gesture, token of great love, they would both have reached a dead end!
Marion’s dissembling was deepening. With caution she made up her mind to trade her car for a bit more comfortable second hand one. She found the service-station bathroom a safe shelter to bring out the sum to make it up. She paid cash in haste and took French leave.
A dark night was growing black as ink. The full moon was missing at roll call. Marion pulled the car over and swooped onto the front bench seat, dead tired, getting to toss about in her sleep.

The day after? Just the same carry on. Headlong rush beyond herself. More and more tired with a more and more light-hearted mood.
A heavy storm burst out followed by downpours. And after, again night and exhaustion.
All of a sudden looming through a rain curtain, high in front of her worn out eyes, that’s it, two signposts, barely legible. She veered off to the left…. Bad to her!

In that nightmarish darkness she suddenly could make out a neon sign whose but few letters were shining “B -es otel”. Exhausted she right away realized that the rest – a true rest – was at hand.
In fact the second man in her life was just waiting for her to arrive. And the worst going along.

Accommodated in a plain room, she was gracefully strolling in underskirt and bra made of black laces latest fashion, Sam's favourite.
Shush! The eye was stuck inside the painting, a spy peeping the fair lady.
She threw off what was left and walked towards the shower stall.
Fifty stabs !
Screams as high-pitched as Stockhausen’s strings.
Marion collapsed down the white tiles, into water and … melted chocolate.
Upon the dead silence weighing on the moment one could hear nothing but the steady flood of water whirling away through the rounded plughole.

That son of a gun(*), doubled-faced, fussy with cleanness, was quick on the mark to wipe out every trace. He threw away all that jazz in a nearby (peat bog) swamp, the car, the money and the Marion tightly tied up in the bundle of a plastic curtain.

Poor little poppet!

(*) or that wee pet of his mummy. As Tartuffe wears two masks, it depends on which face is put forward. I can't find out any good translation of Violet's French. On this account I prefer to choose the alternative, i.e. that son of a gun.

Happy are we who could read that thrilling story and work it out.
Rest in peace, Sir Alfred Hitchcock.
Someone took over from you and proved to be up to your suspense.
Be thanked Mrs Violet who hitched your wagon to a cock-star.

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Modifié par gee le 16-02-2008 15:17

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de nefertiti, postée le 15-02-2008 à 14:25:54 (S | E)
Hello Violet !!

Black fashion laces

Miles were connecting ones after others. Marion was going from city to city, so she moved of state. She had not hurt anyone, after all ! On the contrary, she was working for her neigbhour.

The border crossed since a long time, she was continuing to drive, thinking barely to Harry's desappointment and a lot to Sam's relief. He had rapidly admitted that, without this right time act, proof of so much love, they would be together in the impasse !

Marion was entering deeper in the core of the concealment. She chose carely to exchange her car for a seconhand one, a little more comfortable. The toilets of the petrol station were the refuge to extract the amount. She rushed to pay cas and left discreetly. The night was coming, black like the ink. The full moon was not here ! She stopped on the roadside and fell, drunk of tiredness, on the front seat, in an agitated sleep. The second day : same rate. Flight forward. The tiredness was more and more important, her heart was lighter and lighter. The storm, violent, had broken out, then a lot of rain arrived. Again, the night and the exhaustion. Suddenly, above her tired eyes : two boards in a curtain of rain. Barely legible. She went to the left : not lucky !

Suddenly, she saw in that night of nightmare, a neon enseign. Some letters were lighted : "B--es-otel". Exhausted, she had understood that the rest, the true, arrived. The second man of her live was waiting only her. The worst too !

Settled in a common room, she strolled, charming, in a petticoat and bra, black fashion laces, those prefered by Sam. "The eye was in the canvas" spying the pretty blonde.

She took off her clothes and went towards ... the shower.
Fifty stabs !
Screams as high-pitched as ropes at Stockhausen !
Marion fell on the white tiles, in the water and ... the melted chocolate.
Total silent, if it was not the uninterrupted flow of water leaked towards the round mouth of the draining hole.

That mum's son, with two faces, fussy ... of the cleanliness washed quickly every track and threw car, money, Marion, well wrapped ... in a plastic curtain, in a next marsh.

Poor little duck.

Thank you for that exercise, see you for another one

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de coferam, postée le 15-02-2008 à 18:01:28 (S | E)
Bonsoir Violet,

The most recent black lace.

Miles be followed one after the other. Marion went from city to city and therefore changed Statut. She had hurt anyone, after all! She worked for her upcoming, on the contrary.

The border passed for long time, she continued to work, thinking only to the disappointment of Harry and much to the relief of Sam. He had quickly admitted that, without this opportune gesture, proof so much love, they would have both been in a stalemate!
Marion close more in the concealment. She carefully chooses to exchange her car against another of secondhand, a little more comfortable.Toilets of the service station .. served as a refuge to extract the sum. She rushed into pay cash and Take French leave. The night fell, black ink. The full moon was not there! She stopped on the side and dive into, wasted and tired, on the bench ahead, in a fitful sleep.
On the second day:same pace. Leak forward. Weariness growing,heart of increasingly lightweight. The storm, furious, broke, then came the rainstorms. Again, the night and the exhaustion. Rudely, over her fagged eyes :two panels into a rain curtain. Only just legible. She went to the left: no chance!

She glimpsed,sudden,in this nightmare night,a neon ensign.Some lighted letters:"B-- es - otel.'' She was a nervous wreck, she realized that the rest, the real, turned up. The second man of her life was waiting only her. The worst too !

Installed in a common room, she "went prancing" and dulcet, petticoat and bra, black lace latest, the favorite of Sam "The eye was in the" canvas, spying on the pretty blonde ..

She undresses and went to .....the shower.
Fifty knife wounds!
Cries as acute as ropes at Stockhausen!
Marion collapsed on the white tile, in the water and ......... the melted chocolate!

This son to his mother, at double face, maniacal ... of the cleanliness went fast to erase all traces and threw away : car, money, Marion, well-conditioned .. In a plastic curtain, in a nearby everglade.

Poor little duck !

Je suis content....de moi! J'y suis arrivé...Ce n'était pas évident...pour moi!
Merci...pour ton soutien.

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de apau, postée le 15-02-2008 à 19:28:20 (S | E)

Dear Violet,
Let's go !
Black laces latest fashion (or, and last screams)

Miles were following on. Marion was going from a town to another and was travelling from State. After all, she hadn't hurt anybody ! She was working for her neighbour, on the contrary.
The border had been crossed for a long time, she kept on driving, barely thinking about Harry's disappointment but about Sam's relief !
He had quickly admitted that, without this opportunity, the token of so much love, they both wouldn't have been at a dead end.
Marion was deeply going into dissimulation. She prudently decided to swap her car for a second-hand more comfortable. The petrol-station toilets were used as a shelter to take out the money.
She harried to pay cash and took " French leave ". The night was falling as black as ink. The full moon wasn't not here ! She stopped on the side and plunged dead tired, fell straight into an uneasy sleep on the front seat.
On the second day : same rhythm. Headlong flight. A lighter heart in a more exhausted body ! The violent storm broke out then downpour. Night and exhaustion again.
Suddenly in front of her worn out eyes : two signposts through a curtain of rain. Difficult to legible. She turned left : no luck !
All of a sudden, she saw a neon sign. Only some letters lit up : " B..es..otel ". Exhausted, she understood that a real rest was appeared. The second man in her life was just wanting for her. The worst too !
Settled in an ordinary room, she gracefully strutted around, wearing only underskirt and a latest fashion black bra, Sam's favourite. " The eye was inside the " painting " spying on the pretty blonde ".
She undressed and walked towards... THE shower.
Fifty stabs !
Shrieks'line as shrill as Stockhausen's strings !
Marion collapsed on the white tiles, in water and... liquid chocolate !
Deep silence, apart from the uninterrupted stream of water running g to the drainpipe.
That Mum's son with a double face fanatical ... about cleanliness quickly erased all the traces and threw the car, money and Marion, well wrapped in a plastic curtain, into a nearby marsh.
Poor little duckie !

Comme Marion, je suis épuisée mais ravie d'avoir fini ce thème, très intéressant certes, but so difficult for me !
Thank you Dear Violet and please " sois indulgente pour mes erreurs " !

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de lucile83, postée le 16-02-2008 à 16:26:46 (S | E)
Hello
Here is my try

Black laces and last screams

Miles were following on from each other. Marion was driving from a city to another one and thus changing state. She had hurt nobody after all ! On the contrary she was working for her fellow man.
Having passed through the border for a long time she was driving on, hardly thinking about Harry’s deception, much about Sam’s relief. He had soon admitted they both would have been at a dead end without that opportune move, proving so much love!

Marion was entering the very heart of concealment. She cautiously chose to change her car for a second-hand one, a little more comfortable. The toilet in the service station helped her to find a safety place to take out the money. She hurried to pay cash and took French leave. Night was falling, as black as ink. The full moon was not knocking at her door ! She stopped on the side of the road and fell exhausted on the front seat into an agitated sleep.

On the second day, same rhythm. Headlong rush. More and more tired, more and more light-hearted. The storm, violent, broke, then waterspout came. Night and exhaustion again. All of a sudden, above her tired eyes: two signboards through a huge rain. Hardly readable. She turned left : no luck !
She suddenly saw a neon sign in that dreadful night. A few lighted letters: “ B—es-otel”. Exhausted she had understood the rest, the true one, was coming. The second man of her life was just expecting her. The worst too !

Settled in an ordinary room, she gracefully wandered, in her petticoat and latest fashion frilly black bra, Sam’s favourite one. The eye was in the canvas, spying on the pretty blonde.
She undressed and walked to THE shower.
Fifty stabs!
Screams as high as sharp as Stockhausen ‘s wires !
Marion collapsed on the white tiling, in water…and melted chocolate!
Pure silence, except for the unceasing flow of water escaping towards the round plug of the evacuation hole.
This mama’s boy , double-faced, maniacal about cleanliness, quickly erased any trace and threw car, money, Marion wrapped in a plastic curtain altogether into a nearby swamp.
Poor duckling !

See you

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de violette19, postée le 17-02-2008 à 19:16:37 (S | E)
Black lace, last cries .

Miles were linking ,the one after the other . Marion was going from town to town, changing of state, for that reason . After all, she hadn't hurt anybody ! She was working for her close one, on the contrary .

Once the border crossed since a long time, she kept on driving, hardly thinking about Harry's disappointment , very much about Sam's relief . He had quickly admitted, but for that timely gesture, a proof of such love, they both would have been in a deadlock !

Marion was more deeply sinking into dissimulation . She prudently chose to change her car for another, a second-hand one, a little more comfortable .
The toilet of the service station.. was used as a shelter for picking the amount . In a hurry she paid cash and took French leave . It was growing dark,ink dark .No rendezvous with the full moon ! She stopped on the roadside,
drunk with weariness, immersed herself on the front seat, in a troubled sleep .

The second day : the same rhythm . Running away forwards . The more she was tired, the more she was light-hearted . Storm, a violent one, clapped, then waterspouts fell . Again, there were night and exhaustion . Suddenly, straight above her exhausted eyes : two advertisements in a rain screen . Hardly legible . She turned to the left : No luck !

All of a sudden, in that nightmare night, she saw a neon sign board . A few letters lit : "B--es-otel" . Tired out, she had understood rest, the true one, was offering . The second man of her life was waiting only for her ! The worst too !

Settled in a common room, she was going up and down , graceful, with her underskirt and her bra, blak lace of the last fashion, that one Sam prefered . " The eye was in the painting ", peeping at the pretty fair-haired .

She undressed and walked towards.. The shower .
Fifty stabs !
Shrieks as sharp as strings at Stockausen's !
Marion collapsed on the white tiled floor, in water and.......melted chocolate.

Absolute silence, only the uninterrupted flood of water, running away towards the rounded mouth of the drain .

That mummy's son, that deceitful, neatness maniac, had quickly rubbed out any trace and threw away the car, the money, Marion, carefully wrapped in a plastic curtain, in a neigbouring marsh .

Poor little duck !

Thank you very much, Violet 91, for your so interesting test !

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de violet91, postée le 18-02-2008 à 11:37:32 (S | E)

Bonjour , amis de lignes et cinéphiles. toujours de votre fidélité et bons efforts pour certains, car ce 5ème épisode était long.Il fallait bien que j'invente des précédents à Marion et Sam, que je les installe ,qu'on les suive partout ..pour mieux revenir vers la douche rédemptrice!

Tout spectateur est interdit d'entrer après la 1ère minute (et sortir!) "fût-il le Président des USA ou la Reine d'Angleterre" ("God bless her!"dit Hitch.)

"CUTTING THE FLOW
THINKING "PSYCHO"

"The brilliance of "Psycho" was that your imagination was allowed to flourish" (Janet Leigh = Marion).

"Il n'y a pas de terreur dans un coup de fusil, seulement dans son anticipation" .

" Je suis un philanthrope : je donne aux gens ce qu'ils veulent. Les gens adorent être horrifiés, terrorisés".

--------SIR ALFRED HITCHCOCK ------
"THE MASTER OF SUSPENSE "
(1899.Londres./1980.Los Angeles)
54 films.
> 300 TV serials .

Né d'un couple d'épiciers fort sévères ,voire traumatisants (thème récurrent dans son oeuve: "Frenzy"),3ème enfant ,élevé "à la dure" et malmené dans une école de Jésuites. Terrorisé par les châtiments corporels.Enfant solitaire et peureux ; pas d'amis
Il règlera des comptes aux rapports de force et aux institutions.

-1914 : mort du père: il est embauché dans une Cie d'électricité et dessine des publicités.Graphiste. Il se passionne déjà.
-1921 : Engagé aux studios d'Islington (Londres NW)
-1923 : mariage avec Alma (rien ne se fera sans elle )..et encore moins leur fille unique Patricia !(visible dans le "cameo"* de "Psycho": secrétaire- collègue de Marion.

PERIODE BRITANNIQUE (films muets ,puis parlants):
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- 1926 grand succés "The lodger".
- 1934 "The man who knew too much" (indice épisode 1)(remake en 1956)

PERIODE AMERICAINE
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- 1940 "Rebecca"
- 1945 " Spellbound" ("La maison du Dr Edwardes",en collaboration avec le peintre espagnol Salvador Dali)(indice épis.3)
-1946 "Notorious"."Les enchaînés" (indice épis.5)
-1948 "Shadow of a doubt" "L'ombre d'un doute"(indice 4)
-1955 "The trouble with Harry" (indice):le cadavre de Harry "se déplace" de lieu en lieu .
-1958"Vertigo" "Sueurs froides"

- 1960 "PSYCHO" (prononcer "saïko!)d'après le roman de Robert Bloch,lui- même inspiré d'atroces faits divers ,à proximité de chez lui: serial killer des fifties : Ed Gein.

- 1963 "The Birds" Tippi Hedren (mère de Mélanie Griffith),la blonde "parfaite" dont il rêvait .et plus,puisqu'il l'a harcelée de ses avances. Elle le repoussait : pour se venger , il mit (sans l'avertir )de vrais corbeaux qui la blessèrent.. dans la scène du grenier
-1964 "Marnie" :toujours T. Hedren ..les mêmes problèmes..il lui brisa plus ou moins sa carrière et envoya à sa fille (6 ans ) un petit cercueil contenant une poupée à l'effigie de sa mère .." How charming!"..
-1966 "Torn curtain" "Le rideau déchiré"(indice 5)

- Suivirent "Rear window"("Fenêtre sur cour": encore le thème du voyeur; Grace kelly), "North by North West" "La mort aux trousses"- "Catch a thief" "La main au collet"(Grace Kelly)..et autres,magnifiques.

-1976 "Family plot" "Complot de famille"

TELEVISION SERIALS "A. HITCHCOCK PRESENTS de 1955 à 1965
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(Que les retardataires continuent...!)

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de violet91, postée le 18-02-2008 à 12:45:00 (S | E)
"A.Hitchcock presents"(30mn) weekly serials.

Dont le "fameux coup du gigot" "Lamb to the slaughter"(Roald Dahl) où,une gentille petite épouse modèle tue son policier de mari..qui veut la quitter..avec un "gigot surgelé"!...
"I"ll cook your dinner,darling" ! "I bet the truth is under our very noses" dit un policier dégustant du gigot intelligemment offert aux collègues!

Il y a aussi l'EXTRAORDINAIRE " FOUR O' CLOCK" ! Pas de musique..juste le tic-tac du réveil relié à la bombe..(temps réel).Vous ne décollerez pas de votre chaise !

MUSICIEN DE "PSYCHO" : Bernard Hermann. Hitch ne voulait aucune musique sur la scène de la douche. l'attente,l'eau,les cris. Hermann imposa ses stridences de cordes pour ponctuer chaque coup de couteau. Il vit son salaire doubler !
Le bruit du couteau pénétrant la chair (ce que l'on ne voit jamais) :rassurez-vous :un "casaba melon a servi de ..victime!

UN " CAMEO"
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Le cinéaste apparaît à l'écran pour signer son oeuvre (Truffaut)Hitch se tient,coiffé d'un chapeau texan devant l'agence de Marion à la 6ème minute.Patricia est visible ,aussi. Il ne voulait pas placer le "cameo" trop tard pour que les spectateurs ne focalisent pas là-dessus.Il est présent sur chacun de ces films.

HITCH ET LES BLONDES SOPHISTIQUEES
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Elles devaient être représentées comme "froides" et ,en principe,"fatales"...ou signe du "péché".
Marion devait être "mousy"= timide et effacée,comme "plain" toute simple. Janet Leigh n'en fit pas tout à fait cela.
Femmes "soi-disant inaccessibles"...pour lui!

THE FILM (109 mn)
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Devait éviter la censure. Aucune scène de vrai "nu". deux strip-teaseuses" furent engagées pour doubler Janet (elle-même, la poitrine cachée par un subtil bandeau couleur chair).Le soutien-gorge blanc du début est remplacé au Motel par un noir."shocking"..Le sang :tout fut essayé: le sirop de chocolat fit merveille pour sa fluidité et contraste noir sur blanc!

Première fois que l'héroïne meurt à la moitié du film.
Première fois qu'on montre des toilettes et que l'on tire la chasse dans un cuvette de WC!
Première fois que l'on touche si précisément à l'image mère-fils.
Le tueur schizophrène n'a pas pu réaliser le deuil de sa mère
possessive,autoritaire, "castratrice".

Le film fut très vite tourné et avec un petit budget. 30 nov.1959=>1er février 1960. Interdit aux moins de 12 ans. La scène de la douche (7 jours: 70 angles différents: 45 secondes de massacre,2 mn en tout) "tomba" la semaine de Noël!! Janet Leigh passait de sa maison avec préparatifs de cadeaux, enfants ,sapin..à sa caravane d'actrice où Hitch lui cachait le cadavre de Mme Bates dans sa penderie(fear factor)..pour tester l'aigu de ses cris. Elle n'en avait pourtant pas de mauvais souvenirs , si ce n'est qu'elle ne put plus prendre de douche dans les hôtels. D'autres femmes écrivirent à Hitch..il les "envoya au nettoyage à sec!"

Quatre récompenses:
- Golden globe : best actress Janet Leigh.
- Best art director : Alfred Hitchcock .
- Best motion picture screenplay : Joseph Stefano.
- Best cinematography performance (Black and White)

Je crois avoir lu que B.Hermann,le musicien ,fut aussi récompensé.

Ce film fut un triomphe...et sert toujours de référence.

Plusieurs thèmes servent de trames obsessionnelles. L'OEIL.(le cercle)
- le ventilateur.
- les lunettes noires "googles" des policiers qui "traquent "Marion.
-L'oeil parfois fixe de Norman Bates (= Baits :qui "appâte)
-Ceux des oiseaux empaillés.
- Le trou percé dans le mur.
-L'oeil figé de Marion (plusieurs prises nécessaires..

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Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de violet91, postée le 18-02-2008 à 13:46:55 (S | E)
Les retardataires peuvent encore poster..je vais parler des acteurs et mettrai ma proposition en ligne en début de soirée...priorité aux invités !

Le thème de l'oeil,donc:
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- L'oeil figé de Marion: avec l'eau,l'actrice eut du mal à garder l'oeil fixe :Alma ( Malheur! ..qui était toujours là .).fit reprendre la scène.et fit remarquer qu'un fois morte ,Janet Leigh continuait à palpiter de la gorge !...regardez bien le cou!.)
- Le magnifique fondu-enchaîné entre l'oeil de Marion(plein écran) et la bouche d'évacuation. Spirales.

THE THREE MAIN ACTORS
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1 ) -JANET LEIGH (=LEE) (1927=>2004 .California) 69 films.
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Un temps épouse de Tony Curtis (1951.1962 : deux filles : JAMIE LEE CURTIS ( "A fish called Wanda")et Kelly Curtis.

-"Les quatre filles du docteur March"

" The star of PSYCHO relives her finest shower!!!" (cf.site);She loved Hitch,she "adored" him and he globally let her free acting.
Marion Crane = Marion Grue ! Il faut paraît-il le prendre dans le sens de l'oiseau,thème déjà présent dans le film qui commence à PHOENIX ! Elle raconte en "s'amusant "les sales surprises que Hitch lui réservait avec le cadavre de Mrs Bates ..ou sa tête momifiée ,placée elle aussi là où on ne l'attendait pas !

2 ) - ANTHONY PERKINS "l'idole des jeunes".(1932 N.Y/1992 Hollywood)
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Double carrière:- acteur cinéma et théâtre.46 fims
-Chanteur "crooner" de charme.(disques)"Il n'y a plus d'après."de Guy Béart.1961.

A bcp tourné aux USA et en France.

- René Clément : "Barrage contre le Pacifique" d'après M.Duras.1958
- Orson Welles : "la décade prodigieuse ". "Le procés" (Kafka)

- Prix d'interprétation en 1961 dans "Aimez-vous Brahms?"(Sagan)

Triomphe avec "PSYCHO" .Epouse Berry Berenson (soeur de Mary ,modèle et actrice de "Barry Lindon" entr'autres)...qui mourra tragiquement à 53 ans dans le 2è Boeing des "Twin Towers".

Obsédé par son rôle de Norman Bates (l'appâteur),il jouera et réalisera des suites (2.3.4) .Sans succés réel.

Malade en 1985 .ses dernières années sont tristes et solitaires .(1992)Son oeuvre est énorme. Sa biographie ,très protégée.

3 ) JOHN GAVIN (Sam Loomis)1928.(California)

Bilingue,car mère mexicaine. Nommé par Reagan Ambassadeur des Etats Unis au mexique en 1981.

-Trois récompenses.Golden globe.
-"Diamonds are forever" : James Bond .1971
-Carrière bien remplie .

Hitch devait rêver de lui ressembler : "Groomed as a virile, strapping, handsome ,leading man" . Tout ce que je vous disais.;comment vouliez-vous que Marion ne tombe pas sous le charme ? Et,c'est elle qui meurt. Il n'y a pas de justice !!

L'autre force de Hitch est d'arriver à rendre le spectateur complice du meurtrier ,malgré lui.(nous nous prenons à avoir peur pour Norman Bates quand la voiture de Marion manque de ne pas s'enfoncer dans le marais...)C'est pervers,alors !

" Tous les méchants ne sont pas noirs,tous les gentils ne sont pas blancs,il y a du gris ,partout".

Tout l'art du suspense et de l'attente aurait-il quelque chose à voir avec "le meilleur de l'amour chez Woody Allen :le désir? L'avant?"

Nous ne sommes pas frustrés,nous...revenons au suspense.: après tout, on a bien plus peur du requin dans "Jaws" ("Mâchoires")"Les dents de la mer" quand il nage sous.ici ou là ..plutôt que lorsqu'il jaillit avec sa ....grande bouche !

de patienter jusqu'à ce soir pour ma proposition.j'espère vous avoir donné ou redonné l'envie de voir le film..

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de violet91, postée le 18-02-2008 à 20:10:39 (S | E)
Bonsoir..fidèle au rendez-vous. Rassurez-vous (certains),je ne ferai pas de corrections exhaustives,cette fois,ayant préféré axer sur le culturel et vous éviter de "compulser" des pages d'internet.
Je ne ciblerai que sur certains points.

Episode 5. Dentelles noires,derniers cris .

1 ) Comme le dit Traviskidd,attention aux 'double-entendres!"
- dernier-cri: mode :in the fashion,state-of-the-art,trendy.
- Pl.Derniers = ultimes cris de Marion. Last.="Leo the last"de la lignée. The last film by S.Kubrick was " Eyes wide -shut" qu'il na même pas eu le temps de voir à sa sortie. # the latest :le dernier en date (il y en aura d'autres).The latest songs by James Blunt are so great!

2 ) Crier : maintes raisons,plusieurs degrés. To cry :s'écrier/ to shout:ttes raisons ,agréables ou pas du tout/to scream *: excitation "fanatique" (aigüe),douleur intense,frayeur/ to shriek :l'horreur qui vous fait "dresser le poil".Marion's being stabbed to death; mère et fille de l'Espanaye ,à la vue de l'orang-outang, rasoir coupe-chou à la main, surgissant à la fenêtre de leur 3ème étage (pour mieux les massacrer, mes enfants !)."The Murders in the Rue Morgue (1841) by great American Edgar Allan POE (1809.1849. " Tales of mystery and imagination"
Attention :discrimination auditive (accent tonique = ' ,ici) :
-I 'scream # 'ice-cream.(exercice usuel en université)

3) A mile (routier)= un mil(l)le :1,609 m. Speed limit in GB :70p.h.(120km?)-----45 aux USA (100/110?km):dur pour les Français ,surtout sur une route déserte de la Death Valley.Mais ils sont là dans la minute (les "cops")hélicoptère au dessus de vous, motos cachées dans les "bushes"!

4 ) Elle oeuvrait pour son prochain: elle faisait une B.A (or just),donc pas pour le next boyfriend,ni rendez-vous,ni future!= son fellow man,l'humanité..(religion).

5 )Rhythm :rh,car vient du Grec,"y" aussi.Terminaison comme "ism,asm"
['ritheum],'scepticism['skeptisizeum],en'thusiasm|en'thu:ziazeum]et exercez-vous à dire "antitotalitarism"[aentitoteli'tarizeum].Sorry,pas de logiciel phonetics. Comme ça chante bien,l'Anglais!

6 ) to light ,lit,lit (pour cx qui...). Lit and lit up :éclairé,illuminé.

7 )Le temps le plus employé dans cet épisode : mettez-vous donc dans la peau de Marion..faites durer le plaisir! Décrivez! Comme au cinéma! Flash- back descriptif. Past continuous. Was, were + BV-ing...interrompu de tps en tps par le simple past rég ou irrég !

8 ) Comparatifs redoublés.
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"The more I see you,the more I love you!"
"The more I se of man,th more I love my dog".
"The more, the merrier"(Plus on est de fous, plus on "rigole")

-ADJ ou ADV.courts: cleaner and cleaner,easier and easier,bigger and bigger,nicer and nicer,better and better,worse and worse..
- ADJ ou ADV,longs:
- more and more thrilling, less and less interesting..

9 )Karlheinz Stockhausen : musique contemporaire .Musicien allemand 1928-déc.2007. Parfois,des stridences ou des déchirures qui vous feraient rêver d'une paire de boules (earplugs) quies,quietis (lat=>tranquillité).interdit de sortir avant la fin du concert(ircam à Paris!). Chacun ses goûts...les spécialistes disent qu'il y a de belles choses.

10) To melt (melted): fondre comme la neige. c'était encore trop pepe(hello) pour le sang.On utilisa du Chocolate syrup.

11 ) A tile ['taïl]dipht. une tuile (de toit); un carreau (sol ou mural).Sens figuré = coup de malchance =a blow !What a blow !

Attention : discrimination auditive "Tiles" # "towels".Là,il faut enlever les boules quies !

12) Un marais===> a marsh (marshes) A swamp.

13 ) Affectueux "petit canard" .;ce n'est plus une oie! A duck,a duckie,a duckling(caneton) . Rosy,l'éléphant /zoo/Bristol mourut ,vieux,aimé de tous. "Poor little thing !" TV locale!

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Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de violet91, postée le 18-02-2008 à 22:00:16 (S | E)
Sorry pour la ligne "The more I see of man, the more I love my dog"..il doit me manquer des oeufs !

Mille à ceux qui ont fait toute la série, ceux qui m'ont écrit , car débordés (4)..j'espère revoir ariane ,dolphin et lakata.

à tous.

Here is my suggestion :

TRENDY BLACK LACES AND LAST SCREAMS .
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Miles were following on from one another. Marion was going past town after town and thus, changed her state for a next one. Had she hurt anyone, after all ? On the contrary, she was striving for her fellow man ,wasn't she?

Once the border far behind for a long time,she kept on driving, hardly thinking about Harry's disappointment, but so much more of Sam' s relief. It had actually taken him a minute to admit that, without that clever idea of hers,such a proof of true love, they both would have soon been at a dead end !

Marion was slipping into deep concealment. She cautiously chose to change her car for a little more comfortable second-hand one. The petrol-station's lavatory was the safest place to hide and take out the wanted money. She hurried paying cash and took French leave* ! It was getting darker and darker, almost as pitch. No full moon to help her ! She pulled up on the roadside, stopped ,then let herself sink on the front seat, dead tired, into a restless sleep.
On the second day : same rhythm* . Headlong flight. Feeling more and more tired, with her heart lighter and lighter,though. The thunderstorm broke out with such violence. Then, pouring rain. Back to night and exhaustion.
All of a sudden , above her strained eyes, two roadsigns through a sheet of heavy rain. Hard to decipher. She turned left..Hard luck !

She quickly caught sight of a neon sign in nightmarish darkness. A few letters lit up : "B--es -otel" . Out of sorts, she had come to an end with all that ! Rest! Time for peaceful rest ! The second man of her life was expecting her, nobody else but her ! The worst,as well !

Settled in an ordinary room, she was gracefully strutting around, in her petticoat and trendy black lace bra* , Sam's favourite. "The EYE was inside the"... painting , peeping at the pretty blonde .

She took her clothes off and..paced towards ..THE ..shower-room.
Fifty stabs !
Shrieks as shrill as strings in Stockhausen's music!
Marion collapsed onto the white tiles, in flowing water and chocolate syrup..twirling into the round drain (hole).

That mama's big boy , that double-faced big boy,that cleanliness-maniac ..was very fast washing off every single trace and got rid of the car, the money, Marion so neatly wrapped..in a plastic (shower)curtain ,in a nearby marsh.

Poor little thing !

Poor little duckie! (Cockney)
Poor " sweety pie"!
Poor Marion-nette!

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* Filer à l'Anglaise devient de façon amusante "to take French leave" (encore des restes de la Guerre de Cent Ans? Quelle sympathie entre nos deux pays ! Pas du tout! Vérification faite :18è siècle:les Français étaient les seuls à quitter de belles soirées sans dire au'revoir. How rude we are !Et filer à l'Anglaise ,alors ? fin XIXème :prétexter un besoin urgent (see what I mean?)pour "se tirer" de chez quelqu'un (Duneton dixit!)

* R. and B.= Rhythm and Blues.

* A" bra" vient du Français "brassière"..que feraient-ils sans nous?

Merci encore, chers compagnons de web....Continuez à bien travailler ! Take care. A bientôt sans doute. Your violet

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Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de pivoine91, postée le 18-02-2008 à 23:23:43 (S | E)

Dear Violet,

Tout vient à point à qui sait attendre ! Excuse me for the delay to translate that part five ! Mais passer d'"Autant en emporte le vent" à "Psychose" ne se fait pas sans mal...

Black laces...latest fashion (or in that part "last voices"),

The miles unwound the ones after the others. Marion get from town to town and therefore moved to another state. After all, she had injured nobody. On the contrary, she worked for her fellow man. The border long past crossed, she continued rolling and thought hardly of the Harry's disappointment and hard of the Sam's easiness. He had quickly conceeded that without that act, suitable, evidence of so much love, they would find themselves both in a deadkock! Marion went more into the heart of the hiding. She opted with caution for changing her car against an other secondhand car, a little more comfortable. She sought refuge in the toilets of the petrol station which allowed to her to pull out the amount. She rushed to pay cash and took French leave. The night fell, ink black. The full moon wasn't at the meeting place, She stopped on the roadside and plunged, dead tired into the forward seat, in a fitful sleep, at the same rate . Weariness more and more important, heart more and more light. The storm violently broke, then occurred the waterspouts. Again the night and the exhaustion. Suddenly above her very tired eyes, two boards on a rain curtain. Barely readable. She turned on left : not a chance ! Suddenly she perceived in that nightmare a strip lighting sign. Some lighted letters : "B--es-otel". After all is said and done she had understood that the rest, the true, was there. The second man of her life was only wait for her. The worst too ! Located in an ordinary room, she was walking about , graceful, wearing a petticoat and a brassiere (bra), black laces latest fashion, the favourite of Sam. "The eye was inside the picture" spying the lovely blonde. She undressed and she headed toward...THE shower. Fifty stab wounds ! Shrieks as hight pitched as piano wires in Stockhausen. Marion collapsed on to the tiling, in the water and...the melted chocolate. Deadly silence, except the uninterrupted stream of the water escaping towards the spout of the evacuation hole. That "mummy's son " with a dual personality, fussiness about the clearness had quickly erased every mark and threw away car, money, Marion, well wrapped ...in the plastic shower curtain into a neighbour marshland. Poor unfortunate duckling !

Many thanks to the author of that story very interesting, ended or not ended. The Marion's spirit can il come back...That is the question and the rue question. Read you soon or later through new adventures..Many thanks again.

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de apau, postée le 19-02-2008 à 09:09:15 (S | E)

Dear Violet,
Merci mille fois de ce texte, de ses "difficultés" destinées à notre formation, de sa correction si précise et si humoristique aussi !
J'ai bien ri à certains passages grâce à toi car, en fait, l'histoire est tout de même fort triste car Marion est une pauvre petite fille jolie mais trop fleur bleue alors que Sam est un profiteur !
Have a good day and big hugs.

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de violet91, postée le 19-02-2008 à 13:56:39 (S | E)

Have your piece of cake ,as well ,apau ! I am glad you enjoyed it so much. See you..

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de gee, postée le 19-02-2008 à 16:32:34 (S | E)
“Oie blanche, dessous noirs” by Violet, has already been top referenced by the best search engines on line. Encyclopaedias are about to cite it. The Horror Films & Novels Digests Listing Corporation has right up launched an opinion poll. Getting a sense of people’s opinions will enable them to rate Violet’s digest. The poll displays 3 sets of 4 questions each, hereafter in blue. Your answer may be posted on the Digest Listing Corp. site or, as I do myself, right away on this very thread which is daily peeped on by the corporation spy team.

1)
a) Which character did you the most feel sorry for?
b) Which character did you like the most?
c) Which character did you the most project yourself onto?
2)Rate on scale from 1 to 20:
a) The fear that made you thrill.
b) The writing quality level.
c) The whole of the dige st.
3)
a) Would you push a friend to read the digest Oie blanche..?
b) Would you like your worst enemy read Oie blanche…?
c) Is there anything you dislike in Oie blanche…?

My answers:
1)
a) the murderer (whose name Bates remained unknown because of the sensitivity of the matter) because he had a cramp in his arm with the 50 stabs.
b) the author (going by the name of Violet, because she’s an outstanding character).
c) the black cat (because I stood staring worried with wide-open green eyes all the story long).
2)
a) 20
b) It’s beyond me. Though I’d rate 20 because of the author’s name.
c) 21
3)
a) Goodness gracious Yes !
b) Goodness gracious No !
c) The shortcut taken by the plot in the 5th episode. I wished the story went on and on many months along as a bloody yarn !

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de gee, postée le 19-02-2008 à 16:38:54 (S | E)
The address of The Horror Films & Novels Digests Listing Corporation has been erased by the system. This is a second try to give it out:
gulpthegore dot com
Don't shirk answering.

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Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de violette19, postée le 19-02-2008 à 20:08:10 (S | E)
Thank you very much, Violet, for such stories and your correction !

It was so interesting !

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de gee, postée le 23-02-2008 à 13:05:31 (S | E)
With this tip, I want to call upon all those who translated Oie Blanche, dessous noirs except Apau and Violette19.

I fear that most of those who posted on “gulpthegore” site their response to the poll here above released, thought therewith to be clear of any obligation. That is not my outlook, you know. To my mind such an outstanding work piece as Violet’s doesn’t deserve to come to a cut and dried full stop as though that was the end of it, right up forgotten. It’s worth some words as those written down a visitors’ book.

Apposons notre signature et notre sentiment sur ce qui devrait faire office de livre d’or.

Here is my say.

Dear Violet,
I’ve been enthralled by the riveting story. I was eventually flabbergasted at the humongous information about Hitchcock and one of his major pieces of art.
Gee (filled with admiration for your teaching)

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de violet91, postée le 23-02-2008 à 13:28:01 (S | E)

Thank you again,dear gee,....I don't call it teaching anymore(on the site),but sharing , and avoiding people searching themselves.
You must have understood "we" can't have a passion for English without speaking of Hithcock, mustn't you?
See you...

Réponse: Oie blanche ,dessous noirs (fin) de lucile83, postée le 23-02-2008 à 15:47:16 (S | E)
Hello gee,
Je ne pense pas que le forum soit l'endroit idéal pour se répandre en compliments envers tel ou tel auteur d'exercice, mais relève plutôt de messages privés.Je suis sûre que violet n'en a pas manqué,et que beaucoup de membres ont fait un gros travail souterrain d'auto-correction et de lecture enrichissante grâce aux connaissances et à la culture de violet dont tous certainement reconnaissent le mérite, avec discrétion pour ne pas la faire rougir
Cordialement.

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