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Man, I usually don't mind confused-navigation dreams, but I usually know they're dreams. Apparently last night I did not realize it was a dream, because I spent the entire time being like "I left my car RIGHT HERE, what is going on?" and then going "Why did I make the decision to put on the cowboy hat and go by bike instead? I am so lost now."
Saw Deathly Hallows 1 again with K. yesterday. I was glad I saw it again - especially with K, who could do things like look at me like I was an idiot and go that's Ableforth, duh, but I don't think I'll see it again until it comes to DVD because I came out of it very tired from all the tense sadness and lack of resolution.
I really admired the Malfoys' acting and direction this time. Those are some desperate, desperate people right there. And that Nick Cave song (O Children) from the dancing is starting to haunt me a little - it seems like someone had a bad case of the vidder "this song is totally about this!" instinct. The middle of Deathly Hallows can be so depressing - I think that's why I haven't reread it enough to know who is Aberforth and who isn't. D's reading the books for the first time and he mentioned how shocking Fake Mad-Eye Moody's betrayal is to him, and when we were talking about it, I said I think that moment is kind of the hinge between the child's understanding and the adult's of what's going on - that the people who give Harry these magnificent powers and rights and responsibilities aren't necessarily his friends. McGonagall is the only person I really think of as being consistently on Team Harry, and she's the person who keeps getting in his way when shit needs doing.
ETA: I know what that song reminds me of! Book 5 came out when I was a senior in high school, and it sounds incredibly cliche to bring up at any point now - no seriously, I'm cringing - but it was the first post-9/11 book, and the whole tone of it was "the world sucks more than you thought, and pretty soon it's going to be your problem. Cheers!". I remember reading it and feeling like Rowling, for all her literary faults, understood the lowering pall we felt like we were living under in 2003. It was very much a book about who we were then, to me. Oh, Harry Potter. I had forgotten that. Oh, Harry.
I will be glad when Part 2 rolls around. I'm curious to see what they do with the canon in the conversion to the movie, since they've taken Certain Liberties with the movie adaptations the whole way through.
Saw Deathly Hallows 1 again with K. yesterday. I was glad I saw it again - especially with K, who could do things like look at me like I was an idiot and go that's Ableforth, duh, but I don't think I'll see it again until it comes to DVD because I came out of it very tired from all the tense sadness and lack of resolution.
I really admired the Malfoys' acting and direction this time. Those are some desperate, desperate people right there. And that Nick Cave song (O Children) from the dancing is starting to haunt me a little - it seems like someone had a bad case of the vidder "this song is totally about this!" instinct. The middle of Deathly Hallows can be so depressing - I think that's why I haven't reread it enough to know who is Aberforth and who isn't. D's reading the books for the first time and he mentioned how shocking Fake Mad-Eye Moody's betrayal is to him, and when we were talking about it, I said I think that moment is kind of the hinge between the child's understanding and the adult's of what's going on - that the people who give Harry these magnificent powers and rights and responsibilities aren't necessarily his friends. McGonagall is the only person I really think of as being consistently on Team Harry, and she's the person who keeps getting in his way when shit needs doing.
ETA: I know what that song reminds me of! Book 5 came out when I was a senior in high school, and it sounds incredibly cliche to bring up at any point now - no seriously, I'm cringing - but it was the first post-9/11 book, and the whole tone of it was "the world sucks more than you thought, and pretty soon it's going to be your problem. Cheers!". I remember reading it and feeling like Rowling, for all her literary faults, understood the lowering pall we felt like we were living under in 2003. It was very much a book about who we were then, to me. Oh, Harry Potter. I had forgotten that. Oh, Harry.
I will be glad when Part 2 rolls around. I'm curious to see what they do with the canon in the conversion to the movie, since they've taken Certain Liberties with the movie adaptations the whole way through.
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