I finally got to see Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix last night. Instead of delving into a detailed critique of the entire movie–a topic which I am sure has been beaten to death over the internet already–I’m going to say three short things, and leave it at that.
1) I still hate the way they’ve characterized/cast Dumbledore. He snapped at the students. Dumbledore! What’s up with that? And the actor–can that man do any expression other than angry? Where’s the constant smile? The unflappability?
2) Harry’s, “I feel sorry for him,” scene. Ick. Cheesy.
3) No matter what unfocused, tiny corner of the screen they shoved Helena Bonham Carter into, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Lucius Malfoy might as well have not even been there.
That’s it. Three things.
Now, I’m waiting for my book. I ordered it from Amazon and chose the free shipping, so I’ll be getting my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows a couple days later than the rest of the world’s population. Yes. I’m cheap when it comes to paying for shipping. At least my weekend is booked, so I wouldn’t be able to read it if i had it, anyway. And being somewhere else, knowing it’s sitting on my desk, waiting for me, is probably worse than not having it at all. At least that’s what I’m telling myself.
I’m having a lot of geek-outs this week, aren’t I?