I had a similar experience with the TV show, Broadchurch.
I lived in one of the towns where it was filmed. The church, two of the main characters’ houses, the newspaper office, the high street, and the mechanic garage in the second season were all filmed in Clevedon, near Bristol. I lived about 100m from the church while they were filming it.
Watching the show, they’d walk down a familiar road, turn a corner, and suddenly they’d be on a beach in Dorset, 70 miles away. It was always jarring.
For me as an Italian it was quantum of solace. He’s fleeing from police in west Liguria, then somehow he makes a turn, loses them and he’s in Siena - a bit unlikely that with a flashy and broken car like that he would have been unnoticed by police as it’s at least 5 hours of toll highway or 12 hours of local roads. (And the European police cars were doing American police sounds, ultra weird)
Completely ruined the immersion for me, that’s the only part that I remember of the movie
I had a similar experience with the TV show, Broadchurch.
I lived in one of the towns where it was filmed. The church, two of the main characters’ houses, the newspaper office, the high street, and the mechanic garage in the second season were all filmed in Clevedon, near Bristol. I lived about 100m from the church while they were filming it.
Watching the show, they’d walk down a familiar road, turn a corner, and suddenly they’d be on a beach in Dorset, 70 miles away. It was always jarring.
Great show though.
For me as an Italian it was quantum of solace. He’s fleeing from police in west Liguria, then somehow he makes a turn, loses them and he’s in Siena - a bit unlikely that with a flashy and broken car like that he would have been unnoticed by police as it’s at least 5 hours of toll highway or 12 hours of local roads. (And the European police cars were doing American police sounds, ultra weird)
Completely ruined the immersion for me, that’s the only part that I remember of the movie