Showing posts with label dialogues. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dialogues. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Edna Excoriates Ecclestone


Is Edna too OLD for Formula One?
Edna: Yes, Possums, I’m leaving it all. Going back to my roots. Moonee Ponds. One last fling with Les and that’ll be it. Timing it to arrive when all that Formula One nonsense is over. Last time in Adelaide, I said to Eckie, “Why can’t you have your little races somewhere else like Wagga Wagga?” so he plumped me in a driver’s seat and I had the thrill of my life, Possums, believe me. Oooh! All that vibration! I couldn’t say a word, could I?
I had the thrill of my life, Possums.
But this year, I said, “Eckie, I’d like some peace and quiet, can’t you have your little cars run quietly? They sound like whining mozzies and you can hear them all over Mellie, even in Moonee Ponds.” And you know what he said? “Can’t. Shan’t. Won’t.” Cheeky Eckie. So I said, “Eckie, if you can’t keep your cars quiet, I won’t turn up at your tent to open your event. No matter how many gladdies you give me. I’m going on a tour with Les. When you’ve cleared out, then I’ll come back to Melbourne.”
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Ozzie English which Dame Edna captures so well in the monologues that she is so good at, can be caricatured with cuddly Ozzie address terms like “Possums,” euphonious aboriginal place names like “Wagga Wagga,” and chopping nouns and adding “-ie” as in “Eckie,” “Mellie,” “gladdies,” and “mozzies.”

Edna also is a very effective storyteller. Briskly she answers the wh5: what, who, where, when and why, often through reporting the conversations she has and preceded by "You know what he said?" or "So I said..."

Edna turns DIALOGUES into MONOLOGUES. She excels as a MONOLOGIST.
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