I am fresh from watching the sixth installment of the Harry Potter franchise, Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. Now, being a HUGE fan of the books I wasn’t expecting much from the movie, especially since the trailers seemed to give away every important scene. I walked in expecting much of what had been dished out in the previous movies: a badly edited storyline cut and pasted by blind kindergartner which made it nearly impossible for a non-reader to fully understand the plot-line.
HOWEVER! This was made BRILLIANTLY! Each transformation from page to screen was done in such a way that it made me feel the same happiness, fear, anxiety and sadness that I experienced while reading the book, a feat not quite accomplished by neither predecessors nor its Dan Brown counterparts.
I know was quite a lengthy movie by the fact that I left the theatre almost three hours after I entered but I was so enthralled by the magical world that it didn’t feel like three hours of my life had been spent watching the movie.
What I felt in leaving that theatre was something that movies I’ve watched recently lack, the ability to cast a spell which enchants you into forgetting the outside world: true cinematic escapism. I have a horrible habit of picking out little things that annoy me about the movie/analysing the movie to the point that realise I’ve separated myself from the story, I blame NCEA English. It’s only when the movie makes me forget that it’s a movie that I can really enjoy it, which is what it did… and I didn’t even realise it. Simply magical.
*Obliviate*
{Interesting to note that I decided to dress up as Ron Weasley, complete with a wig, a red “R” jumper and ginga eyebrows made from orange paper and blu-tak. Highly amusing according to Becca’s giggle fit when she saw me. The only reason I felt comfortable walking around Botany in the get-up was because it was difficult to recognise me in the wig (which looked surprisingly real). }