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I liked all the parts that everyone else liked. You know, Neville. McGonagall. The things.
The part that almost got me, though? Like, I mean, the part where a warm tear threatened to squeak from the far corner of my eye? Seeing the Cornish pixie and the Devil's Snare in the Room of Requirement. Aww. All this stuff.
Also, and I mentioned this before when the trailer came out, but I don't think it was in the proper venue. You know how in Goblet of Fire, there's the showdown in the graveyard, and priori incantatem, and the wands connect and all that? And remember how there's more unintentional comedy because Harry looks like he's struggling for control with all he's got and Voldemort -- though looking equally under strain -- is holding on to his wand with, like, two fingers? I have never been able to take that scene seriously.
But I have a strange retroactive affection for it now, because during the final showdown, Harry is holding strong with only one arm. And that is a stupendous, visceral image.
I thought other things, too, obviously, but what else am I really going to say?
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In other news, can we please start losing our shit about The Hobbit? I feel like I've been patient for a long time, but now I really must insist.
Sunday
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I was all "meh, Jackson is doing The Hobbit? Not GDT? Bah. His own leftovers, back to the well, Prequel TrilogyTerrors etc. Que yawn." because I am so terribly, terribly jaded. And COOL. And then I saw the video blog or whatever with the music and back in NZ and I was all, *Swoon*
Right?
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