Posted in English

My Dinner With André

I’ve been having a whirlwind romance with Andre Ventura, the Nigel Farage of Portugal. It’s taken my breath away.

It’s all thanks to a game called André Ventura Dating Simulator.

It’s a pretty simple game that starts with the player being rescued from a car crash by Ventura and exchanging phone numbers. It then takes you through a series of days in which you can work to earn money, go to the shopping mall, or call your man to go on a date. At the mall, you can buy accessories for your Ventura, such as sunglasses and hats. On the dates, you can chat, question his choice of venues, and deal with various enemies who appear, such as gypsies and antifa members. You can play as yourself, although if you are a male it’ll send you away with “Bro, sai daqui. O André Ventura não gosta de paneleiros”. That sets the tone, really: the game is sending up his actual attitudes so it warns you right at the start to expect racist, sexist and homophobic language throughout.

Playing games is, of course, a bit silly, but we can’t study vocabulary all the time. Most of us have apps on our phone that we use to pass the time on lunch breaks or on public transport, so having a Portuguese game to play is good way to keep your brain in Portuguese mode without a huge commitment of energy. I doubt this one is going to be an addiction because the joke is bound to wear thin after a while but I’ll play it a few times and see where it takes me.

Posted in Portuguese

O Jogo

A minha filha está a ensinar a mãe a jogar um jogo baseado na série The Walking Dead. No início ela era cética. Não gosta de jogos. Prefere ver a televisão mas acabou por aproveitar o diálogo.

Estão as duas sentadas no sofá, a mãe a tricotar e a filha a controlar o protagonista. Cada vez que ela precisa de tomar uma decisão, a mãe é que manda.
“Vamos matar o Ben” ela diz.
“Mais tarde mãe, teremos uma hipótese em breve. Agora precisamos de roubar esta bateria”
E assim por diante…