Sunday, May 18, 2008

Today I watched Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and decided that it is the best movie out of all of the five movies filmed so far, even though Harry looked like he had an uncombed raccoon on his head the entire time, and Hermoine was whining the whole way through.

Ron was best, Cedric reminded me of a frat boy (the strong-jawed, intense, non-existent kind of frat boy), and if you watch veeeeery cloooseeeelly, you'll notice Harry casting longing glances towards Cedric.

Needless to say, I was laughing at all the parts that I should not have been laughing at.

Like when Hermoine walked down the stairs during the Yule Ball in that purple dress of hers, and dreamy music was playing, I thought:

"Wah Seh, she looks like purple kueh."


I want to go on to re-watch the fifth movie, but I'm afraid to do so because from what I remember, the better half of the film consisted of Harry fainting and falling and having nightmares and kicking things. And how he started to look anemic halfway through the film with all that tumbling to the ground.

I hope that in the next movie, I will be able to see Snape flare his nostrils and maybe see Harry stand still for at least two minutes. And hopefully they put some foundation on the poor boy.

If he was anemic in the fifth, he might turn into an albino by the sixth film.

But at least Harry reduced his hair size to that of a smaller raccoon in the fifth movie. And Daniel Radcliffe looked like he finally realised that he could move his face muscles.




- Kris.


P.S. I have not read a single Harry Potter book.