The last Harry Potter book (you know the one, the one that went on and on, offered crappy half-explanations for half of the stuff Rowling invented in the series and no explanations for the other half -the stuff Rowling had already forgotten about-) will be made into not one but two films.
So that'll be one film about camping (kinda National Geographic style I suppose), and one film about war. And love. Obviously.

If I have to watch a certain character's (fake! fake!) pensieve memories on the big screen, I think I might puke.
I don't know about you, but I can't wait for those two masterpieces.
/sarcasm.

Oh how brave, how immensly fantastic, what nerve you have, to say this after your books have all come out (so to speak) and you've done absolutely nothing, nothing at all with it.
What is it, he's old, so he can do no harm? Whereas Remus, Snape, all the others with tons more subtext... well, they're still virile, we can't have that. That would bring to mind images of working penises and we can't handle that.

And the most manipulative, bastard-ish character at that.
You utter utter utter bitch.
"oh no, slash writers, I don't like you, here I shall make one of my most queer characters straight, but here, you can play with this one"
No thanks! I don't want him!

"But you see, Harry looked up to a poofter, isn't that grand".
No, because as far as we know he looked up to a closeted poofter and what good has that ever done anyone?

Oh, and this: Rowling also said that she regarded her Potter books as a "prolonged argument for tolerance" and urged her fans to "question authority."
Yes, that comes across in your treatment of a quarter of the Hogwarts students. You've certainly showed us there are grey areas in life. What was it McGonagall said to them "your kind can all piss off back to the holes you crawled out of, we don't need you here"?
Yeah... something like that....

( Read more... )

Some fantastic parodies on DH (also through andromakhe) here and here.
Some excellent (and more eloquent than mine) thoughts on Snape: here (regan_v) and here (starcrossedgirl).

Overpacked like I've never done before (Do I really need 10 t-shirts and 4 sweaters?). Stressed like I've never done before.
Yep, I think I'm ready for London.

We'll be back Wednesday night/Thursday morning, unless we get arrested for getting into a fight with Severus/Female shippers at Sectus. (Because I will defend Severus' Gay Honour with all I have!) Or unless Spike and the Girlfriend wear me down in their relentless hunt for horcruxes shoes and NerdStuff (someone stop me from buying a Capt Jack "action figure"...). If you need to find me, I'll be the lone Belgian strolling through the touristic sights of London while they're in Oxford Street, high on Dr Pepper and Rollo milkshakes.


( Not so spoilery comment on HP book 7, behind a cut just in case )

Oh who am I kidding.
We're leaving for London on Friday morning and already I'm a nervous wreck. I'm making list after list and I have to refrain myself not to make a list about the other lists of "to do" and "to take" stuff.

Not that I'm crazy or anything.

One more day (before my weeks off) I have to try and be half-competent at work and not club my colleagues in frustration. "Hel-lo! I am standing here. Yes, I would like to be consulted when you decide what to do with the families that are supposed to be my responsibity."
For whatever reason I have the idea that my two weeks-and-a-bit off will leave me more stressed (from thinking about work) than just staying at work.
Now that's not quite the attitude to go on holiday with.

It looks like we'll be missing our travel guide Kimberly this year, but perhaps we'll have to take our Severus Snape-model with us. He deserves some time in the spotlight, especially since there's no telling what horrid fate awaits him from the JK Rowling woman (well, unless you've been spoiled of course, then you know everything).

Right. Off to make more lists! And to stress about going to a geeky Harry Potter convention! And meeting madscot! (And leaving the cats to plunder our house -and our catsitter-). Eak!

Erm... Am I so tired still that I'm imagining things?
In the Order of the Phoenix trailer, when Umbridge walks through the hallway... does she really pass two snogging boys on a bench??



EDIT: damn. one of them has a ponytail and is wearing a skirt.
No boys then.
Or a very modern boy!

I wish you
- Lupin
- Potter
- a range of Weasleys
- Malfoy
- Malfoy (sr)
- Shacklebolt

No more masters (dark or twinkling)
and many an innocent little Hufflepuff to torment.

I really have too many fandoms.

The Girlfriend and I watched Goblet of Fire today (I cried again when the pretty boy died) and the first thing I thought upon seeing Barty Crouch Jr was "Doctor Who with Voldemort! That man's literally everywhere". Once again it proves he's definitely no ordinary muggle.

Furthermore I'd like to say that Slytherins rule, I'd forgotten Draco got into Crabbe/Goyle's pants, I need to see how Severus taught his Slytherins to dance (not that they probably needed it), Ron totally fancies Harry. And Cedric. And Krum. The Girlfriend must be severely punished for NOT letting me rewind all the Severus scenes (it's not as if there were a lot of those!!), a film about Voldemort's inner circle would be infinitely more interesting than the Hogwarts crap and I can't wait till the Old Guy kicks it.
Ha!

I came *this* close to shouting at one of my clients today. Aargh. "What a fucking cunt kid, honestly, you should hear the language she comes home with. She's a pest, she is"
Kid, playing on the lawn: "shit, fuck, cunt"
Dad: "You see! You see! What language is that??!"

If I've told him once, I've told him a thousand times, he just doesn't hear me. "don't use words you don't want your daughter using, don't say she's a pest, you fucktard!".

I'm sorry, this came from the planet of Piglet's Had It.

In other news: I've paid for my Pet Shop Boys @ the Horror That Is Marktrock Tickets. (couldn't they choose somewhere decent to play? How the hell will we get to Leuven? How the hell will we get back?!)

And I've registered the Sweetie and myself for Sectus 2007!
Geeks, nerds, nerdy geeky (sexy!) girls (with glasses! I hope!), madscot perverts and London: here I come! I guess that makes it official, I'm a tad strange...
"where will you be going on holiday Piglet?"
"Oh I shall be discussing the merits of Bottom!Snape versus Top!Snape in London"
(littlemoose how about you?)

Meanwhile, the Girlfriend, Occie, and Spike have left me to my own devices while they're in Tilburg ogling girls/boys and probably having various naughty bits pierced. You never know in Holland, do you?
"Go on sweetie" I said, "there's no reason for you to be stuck at home while I'm at work, you're entitled to enjoy your holiday!". I enjoyed being "the good person" for all of two seconds, because she actually took my advice.
Tsk.
That wasn't the plan!

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.
And in my opinion, it was the best of the four films.
Sure, the script sucks, but by now I'm expecting that. Not enough Severus, sweetie, I'm glad he even gets a mention! Book, what book? Well, it helps that I can hardly remember what was in the book myself.
( What made it worth watching for me? )

*pokes HP slash writers*
Would you get over this book already and write me something therapeutic!

(I thank you from the bottom of my bruised little heart)

I'm hyper.
I'm more hyper than a pack of bunnies let loose on a carrot.
I'm worse than littlemoose were she to see Ant and Dec at it in her very own bedroom.
I'm exhausted but I can't sleep anymore.
I was up till 2am as The Girlfriend and I were stalking She Who Has The Book (or madscot, as we also call her). I can just imagine the scene:
OH and Madscot in the car.
OH: "aaaaaaack, that thing is blinking again! It's making noise!"
Madscot *flicking through the pages of HBP, trying to find out if that spoiler is true*: "Darling, it's just a text message. Oh no, the belgians are hyper. They're stalking us."
(all of this in a sexy Scottish accent of course)

So yeah. I think it's time for me to hit the shower, put on some clothes, and find me that damn book.

You know, if you ingore CAPSLOCK!Harry OoTP isn't half bad.
Apart from the last 100 pages. Some stuff I'm sure was answered/said at some point or other, but I forgot...

1. Why is Harry considered a half-blood when his parents were a wizard and a witch? How many generations do you need? Or was JK smoking something again?

2. "I cared about you too much. I cared more for your happiness than your knowing the truth, more for your peace of mind than for my plan, more for your life than for the lives that might be lost if the plan failed. In other words, I acted exactly as Voldemort expects we fools who love to act." (from Dumbledore's mind-numbing speech at the end of the book)
Thank god we have Severus eh. Thank you.

I'm plowing my way through Order of the Phoenix. The things one does for fandom eh. I'm currently at page 418, and the book seems to become slightly better than I remembered, or judged from the first 100 pages. Harry's still VERY ANGRY AND MISUNDERSTOOD OMG, but after 400 pages you're kinda numb to that.
Meanwhile the Sweetie is going "Tonks, who's that again?" and "WHAT department of mysteries?" so I'm thinking she might do best to read the book again before... Friday? Saturday? When is it again?
Ah well. If I remember correctly the book comletely loses it during Dumblebutt's obligatory "explanation of the whole book, including his weird behaviour"-speech and of course "The Veil".

And I discovered how badly I've been influenced by you lot when I started doing the maths upon reading Snape worked at Hogwarts for 14 years, so when would he have started, how old would that make him and Harry's mum and dad (teenage pregnancy?) and what's with all those Weasleys...
Cheers, thanks a lot...

Do you reckon I ought to re-read OotP before I get the new HP book?
Or can I rely on JKR to completely fuck up her own storylines and write things that conflict with her earlier books?

Oh the dilemma!