Baaaah, that someone outside better turn their Cher-album off soon!!! I'm not sure I can take any more vocalizer...
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More to the point, I've just come back from my sure-I-can-go-to-the-movies-by-myself afternoon and Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. And I had seriously planned on discussing/bashing it at length here, but somehow I find I don't have much to say about it. I thoroughly enjoyed those two and a half hours, in turn laughing, snorting, fighting goose pimples and cringing (well, once, you know when that hand comes out of the...ehm, well, maybe you don't know). Alright, to be honest there was some more cringing and incredulous eyebrow-raising in the dark on my part at the obvious cuts and changes made to the plot, but what was there to be expected?
Obviously, the books still rule, no question about that.
Still. A good laugh. Make sure you bring drinks. My favourite line of the film: "I sleepwalk a lot. That's why I sleep with my shoes on." Ah, Luna, gotta love her...
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That neighbour of mine is seriously out to get me. Unspeakable choice of music. Full volume for hours on end. Quick, help me think of something to retaliate with!
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