HP 4

 Saw the film of GoF this weekend.

The first half was... dreadful. There's no other word for it, I'm afraid. They skipped the world cup, Moody was blatently Barty, Dumbledore was mental (Lucius Malfoy was right, he should never have been allowed to come back to Hogwarts), Radcliff's acting skills were as bad as ever, the schools' entraces were cringe worthy, the Yule ball was horrific (the romance was gag-worthy and the moshpit scene... have we even read the same book?), and as for the first task....*shudder*. Am I the only one who thought they could have skipped the whole mad!dragon scene, used the timing to put in something more important to the plot (like having the Minister vs Headmaster showdown that will become so importaint next film)? Plus, they killed a dragon. Damned be thee who slays a dragon. (look at what happened to St George).

After the Yule Ball, though, things improved. The scene where cedric tells Harry to go the prefect's bathroom... Good, he was trying to come onto Harry, there's no other explanation for that look on his face! Leering, of all things! The second task was okay, pretty true to the book, although they made Fleur look a little too pathetic. That's a major picking point in the film (and the book, in truth), it's rather sexist, particularly Ron's comment that a girl going to the Yule Ball alone would be just sad. Chauvanist pig! I KILL YOU! *avada kedavra*

Anyway, other than that. I actually liked the third task, I thought the crazy hedges were pretty scary (scarier than the book), although I'm iffy about Imperiod!Krum, surely there wouldn't be much confusion about who's acting under the curse and whatnot if those under the curse have their eyes filmed over. Surely they could have made him look normal and have Crouch slip something about how he imperiod Krum. Daft.

Again, the scene where Harry saves Cedric just screamed slash, which was fun.

Mercifully, the graveyard scene was no where near as bad as I'd feared, Voldemort looked okay, and I loved his robes (I got to get me robes like that!), only... I'm sure the actor was a good one and everything, but he had Voldemort being a) shorter than Lucius, which looked wrong, and b) jumping around like a sugar overdosed fangirl.

I think the scene will probably win us Harry/Tom slashers a ton of converts. I couldn't stop giggling and I hope Jade Tastu enjoyed it!

I swear, I agree with whoever said it that Harry had chemistry with everyone but Cho!

The Priori Incantato bit was decent too, much like it was in the book, and the moment where Harry arrives back at Hogwarts is the best one in any of the films! I just adored that moment, the triumphant music still playing, people cheering, and Harry crying his eyes out over Cedric's body (they had to be together, there's no other explanation), then slowly, one by one, the crowd realises there's something horribly wrong... Wonderful scene, Radcliff's best.

After that it was downhill all the way, so that by the last scene the film had gone back to it's usual crapness. Oh well.

 

Skull Bearer.

 

HP 4

 Saw the film of GoF this weekend.

The first half was... dreadful. There's no other word for it, I'm afraid. They skipped the world cup, Moody was blatently Barty, Dumbledore was mental (Lucius Malfoy was right, he should never have been allowed to come back to Hogwarts), Radcliff's acting skills were as bad as ever, the schools' entraces were cringe worthy, the Yule ball was horrific (the romance was gag-worthy and the moshpit scene... have we even read the same book?), and as for the first task....*shudder*. Am I the only one who thought they could have skipped the whole mad!dragon scene, used the timing to put in something more important to the plot (like having the Minister vs Headmaster showdown that will become so importaint next film)? Plus, they killed a dragon. Damned be thee who slays a dragon. (look at what happened to St George).

After the Yule Ball, though, things improved. The scene where cedric tells Harry to go the prefect's bathroom... Good, he was trying to come onto Harry, there's no other explanation for that look on his face! Leering, of all things! The second task was okay, pretty true to the book, although they made Fleur look a little too pathetic. That's a major picking point in the film (and the book, in truth), it's rather sexist, particularly Ron's comment that a girl going to the Yule Ball alone would be just sad. Chauvanist pig! I KILL YOU! *avada kedavra*

Anyway, other than that. I actually liked the third task, I thought the crazy hedges were pretty scary (scarier than the book), although I'm iffy about Imperiod!Krum, surely there wouldn't be much confusion about who's acting under the curse and whatnot if those under the curse have their eyes filmed over. Surely they could have made him look normal and have Crouch slip something about how he imperiod Krum. Daft.

Again, the scene where Harry saves Cedric just screamed slash, which was fun.

Mercifully, the graveyard scene was no where near as bad as I'd feared, Voldemort looked okay, and I loved his robes (I got to get me robes like that!), only... I'm sure the actor was a good one and everything, but he had Voldemort being a) shorter than Lucius, which looked wrong, and b) jumping around like a sugar overdosed fangirl.

I think the scene will probably win us Harry/Tom slashers a ton of converts. I couldn't stop giggling and I hope Jade Tastu enjoyed it!

I swear, I agree with whoever said it that Harry had chemistry with everyone but Cho!

The Priori Incantato bit was decent too, much like it was in the book, and the moment where Harry arrives back at Hogwarts is the best one in any of the films! I just adored that moment, the triumphant music still playing, people cheering, and Harry crying his eyes out over Cedric's body (they had to be together, there's no other explanation), then slowly, one by one, the crowd realises there's something horribly wrong... Wonderful scene, Radcliff's best.

After that it was downhill all the way, so that by the last scene the film had gone back to it's usual crapness. Oh well.

 

Skull Bearer.

 

Not a good idea...

I have an assingment due tomorrow which I CANNOT face (comparing two books I hate) so instead of working I ate my own weight (or close enough) of Fireballs (spicy sweets) and spent the evening downloading any and every song I could find to do with Elric (of Melnibone!), not to mention far to many Hawkwind tracks and reading X-men.

So I am now vibrating somewhere between the Marvel Universe and the Million Spheres, and I want to give Elric a hug.

*huggles*

Why couldn't I have written about the Time of the Hawklords? It's a Micheal Moorcock book which transcends the barriars of good and bad writing. How can a book who's characters are self-insertations possible be so good? It flys in the face of all good stories. I suppose it's because Moorcock's writing it.

Brilliant.


Skull Bearer.

Not a good idea...

I have an assingment due tomorrow which I CANNOT face (comparing two books I hate) so instead of working I ate my own weight (or close enough) of Fireballs (spicy sweets) and spent the evening downloading any and every song I could find to do with Elric (of Melnibone!), not to mention far to many Hawkwind tracks and reading X-men.

So I am now vibrating somewhere between the Marvel Universe and the Million Spheres, and I want to give Elric a hug.

*huggles*

Why couldn't I have written about the Time of the Hawklords? It's a Micheal Moorcock book which transcends the barriars of good and bad writing. How can a book who's characters are self-insertations possible be so good? It flys in the face of all good stories. I suppose it's because Moorcock's writing it.

Brilliant.


Skull Bearer.

Rant

I thought a change of music might help. It didn't. Now I just want to write for Ivory and Ebony. Surely I'd learn more through writing fanfiction than in comparing two books I don't even like.

My fault, shouldn't have taken that f*cking class, that'll teach me to listen to English tutors. She told me it was goign to be a great course and silly me, I thought we'd be analysing words, the different meanings and so on, after all, it was in Creative Writing. Instead, I signed up for another term of English Lit, studying books I hate.

Silas Marner is a dead-panning emotionless piece of trivial crap, and Turn of the Screw is written in deranged stream of consciousness. The only fun part of that book was dicussing whether the main character was mad or if there really were ghosts. I decided it was both. She was insane, but that didn't mean there weren't ghosts. There were just too many conicidences (I'm guessing this from what other people have told me, I couldn't even read half of the bloody thing), this discussion gave me leave to use one of my favourite quotes; "Just because you're paranoid, doesn't mean they really aren't out to get you."

Why oh why were we not able to pick our own books? I had more leave at A-level, hell, I had more leave at GCSE! There we had to compare two books, one pre 20th C, one 20th. I picked Children of the Dust and War of the Worlds. Much more fun. I could have picked Time of the Hawklords and some other post-apocalyptic book, but noooo....

Hell, I could have compared Time of the Hawklords and a Mary-Sue fic! That would have been great! It could have shown how Micheal Moorcock tangled with the terrible threat of the Mary-Sue and came out kicking. That would have been wonderful, and I might just write it anyway, just for the hell of it.
I also need to have a chat with my teacher, it's not her fault, she's a great teacher, but I just can't go on with this course.




Skull Bearer.

Rant

I thought a change of music might help. It didn't. Now I just want to write for Ivory and Ebony. Surely I'd learn more through writing fanfiction than in comparing two books I don't even like.

My fault, shouldn't have taken that f*cking class, that'll teach me to listen to English tutors. She told me it was goign to be a great course and silly me, I thought we'd be analysing words, the different meanings and so on, after all, it was in Creative Writing. Instead, I signed up for another term of English Lit, studying books I hate.

Silas Marner is a dead-panning emotionless piece of trivial crap, and Turn of the Screw is written in deranged stream of consciousness. The only fun part of that book was dicussing whether the main character was mad or if there really were ghosts. I decided it was both. She was insane, but that didn't mean there weren't ghosts. There were just too many conicidences (I'm guessing this from what other people have told me, I couldn't even read half of the bloody thing), this discussion gave me leave to use one of my favourite quotes; "Just because you're paranoid, doesn't mean they really aren't out to get you."

Why oh why were we not able to pick our own books? I had more leave at A-level, hell, I had more leave at GCSE! There we had to compare two books, one pre 20th C, one 20th. I picked Children of the Dust and War of the Worlds. Much more fun. I could have picked Time of the Hawklords and some other post-apocalyptic book, but noooo....

Hell, I could have compared Time of the Hawklords and a Mary-Sue fic! That would have been great! It could have shown how Micheal Moorcock tangled with the terrible threat of the Mary-Sue and came out kicking. That would have been wonderful, and I might just write it anyway, just for the hell of it.
I also need to have a chat with my teacher, it's not her fault, she's a great teacher, but I just can't go on with this course.




Skull Bearer.