so, last night i went to see the last of them all: harry potter and the deathly hallows 2. it was sufficiently enjoyable for me to draw some conclusions:
- emma watson looks more and more like an old friend of mine. 'lo there. how you doin'.
- ralph fiennes is an actor. even without his usual external olfactive asset.
- the predictability level hit the roof when i first saw the ukrainian ironbelly - i just knew the gang would leave the place flying on his back.
- for that matter, i think there isn't a single thing that could fly that harry potter didn't use at some point, at its top level and top gea:. broomsticks, dragons, house elves, goblins, magical spells, teleportations, voldemorts, you name it.
- snape should have his own line of t-shirts. or trench coats. rowling has described him as "a gift of a character", that should be reference enough.
- voldemort got his ass kicked in the schoolyard, mano a mano, like a bully that he was.
- luna rules. neville rules, too. i'd spin this thing off.
- i want those 3d goggles at home.
- i also want a slushy container. with a dedicated straw and everything.
- i have no idea why those little poles were installed right before you get on and off the elevation stairs. they suck a dead yak's nailpolished hoof.
- i have learned that there's a storm penciled in on every year's july the 20th.
- a harry potter marathon would be very cool. 1,191 minutes of a story where the lead characters begin with these faces and end with these ones.
