It has been a while, I have watched this series "Behind Her Eyes". It is short, only 6 episodes, very interesting and crazy. I was the first to translate the article from English into Portuguese, then some other people helped adding more details. Here is a sample: Original; https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Behind_Her_Eyes_(TV_series) Behind Her Eyes (TV series) Behind Her Eyes is a British supernatural psychological thriller web series created by Steve Lightfoot , based on the 2017 novel of the same name by Sarah Pinborough , that premiered on Netflix on 17 February 2021. [5] The limited series stars Simona Brown , Tom Bateman , Eve Hewson and Robert Aramayo . Synopsis [ edit ] Behind Her Eyes follows the story of Louise, a single mother, whose "world is thrown off kilter when she begins an affair with her new boss, David, and matters take an even stranger turn when she’...
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Today I translated an excerpt from The Eye, in the book Dear Life by Ali c e Munro: When I was five years old my parents all of a sudden produced a baby boy, which my mother said was what I had always wanted. Where she got this idea I did not know. She did quite a bit of elaborating on it, all fictitious but hard to counter. Then a year later a baby girl appeared, and there was another fuss but more subdued than with the first one. Up until the time of the first baby I had not been aware of ever feeling different from the way my mother said I felt. And up until that time the whole house was full of my mother, of her footsteps,her voice,her powdery yet ominous smell that inhabited all the rooms even when she wasn't in them. Why do I say ominous? I didn't feel frightened. It wasn't that my mother actually told me what I was to feel about things. She was an authority on that without having to question a thing. Not just in the case of a baby brother but in the matter of Re...
Today I translated an excerpt from the tale Stone Mattress written by Margaret Atwood Original: ALPHINLAND The freezing rain sifts down, handfuls of shining rice thrown by some unseen celebrant. Wherever it hits, it crystallizes into a granulated coating of ice. Under the streetlights it looks so beautiful: like fairy silver, thinks Constance. But then, she would think that; she's far too prone to enchantment. The beauty is an illusion, and also a warning: there's a dark side to beauty, as with poisonous butterflies. She ought to be considering the dangers, the hazards, the grief this ice storm is going to bring to many; is already bringing, according to the television news. The TV screen is a flat high-definition one that Ewan bought so he could watch hockey and football games on it. Constance would rather have the old fuzzy one back, with its strangely orange people and its habit of rippling and fading: there are some things that do not fare well in high definition. She res...