Of Emma Watson

I’m just saying, that Emma Watson is actually in possession of a high degree of heat or a high temperature.

or I could say that she’s just hot.

Even the professor agrees.


Make that ten more points please.

^_^___-_- Is how this Harry Potter movie would have looked like on a linear excite-scale-o-meter.

Peaks towards the beginning and somehow levels out towards the end.


I will repeat this later on when I say that it wasn’t awesomely inspiring and nor was it tremendously mind-blowing or grippingly enchanting.

No, not Harry Potter & The Insipidly Photos, but rather Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows.

Neither was it a delectable sensory treat, one which would make you savour its beauty again and again, unlike its much heralded predecessors whereby there seems to be danger lurking behind each corner and a twist waiting to be unravelled for a startling revelation.

Instead what you’ll get is an introduction to Voldemort’s reign of power for the next installment, and which is also the final release in the series, of Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows.

Yes, if you were aware of my box office misadventure yesterday, where I met up with a movie theatre that was under renovation at Shaw Lido, today I made good after calling up Shaw’s customer service and requested if they would ever be so kind to let me switch yesterday’s tickets for today’s showing.

Yep, same time, same place but a different day, and thanks to a lady named Penny, who works with Shaw, I managed to catch the final blockbuster of my 2010 at NEX, the spankling uber new mall, supposedly the biggest mall in the North Eastern part of Singapore.

It’s huge and magnificient indeed,  saturated with excitement and bubbling with enthusiasm, and in case you’re wondering, yes I’m still describing the mall and not the movie.

Ok back to the movie.

Perhaps my anxious expectations wasn’t fully met cos the pacing of the movie seemed lethargic, while the action scenes felt contrived and forcefully slotted into the plot in a vain attempt to prevent us viewers from falling under the sleeping curse.

I find that the opening 10 minutes of a movie is almost always the most important moments of any movie, as it sows the vital seeds of any plot, at the same time setting the premise and purpose of the movie itself, and as much as I understand and finds it heartful that our three lovelies (Harry, Ron and Hermione) are made to suffer an altruistic ‘sacrifice’, I don’t think newcomers to the series would understand much, but it’s a scene that I won’t go any deeper than I already have.

It’s just not that engaging enough, i thought to myself as the next integral scene brings us right into some early broomchase action sequences, which ended with one of Ron’s twin brother with a.. wait a minute, I’m not gonna spoil it for ya! Pfft!

So whatever it was, I’d have to say that the opening 10 minutes weren’t as ‘complete’ as it should be and somehow this ‘incompleteness’ seems to be carried forward throughout the movie.

Oh, don’t get me wrong, it’s not a bad movie, per se, because it’ll entertain you still, but you somehow get the feeling that this edition is lacking something, like as if you’re watching Muhammad Ali float mesmerisingly in a boxing ring and that infamous ‘sting like a bee’ is nowhere to be seen.

Where we’ve previously been treated with the fight on giant chessboard against giant snakes, battles of life and death against life-sucking dementors, a race against death in a corrupted competition, as well as that memorable battle against Voldermort at the Ministry of Magic, now we’re being discounted with a quick deli-food dight, a skirmish against a polyjuiced (?) python, a footrace against some Snatchers and an escape from captivity by a freelance house-elf that happened to be around, just because.

So it’s kind of a different angle that’s being played by David Yates (Director for the 3rd time), where the focus this time around is on the drama and saga surrounding our three lovelies (H, R & H), and their intricacies and intimacies, but I just wished that there was more screen time for development elsewhere.

Granted, I’ve yet to read the book till this episode, so I might not know that much about the whole storyline.

As I yearn to find out so much more and this without reading tons of pages, I guess I’ll have to somehow try to build up another batch of anxiety and enthusiasm for the final chapter of the series, part 2 f Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows, when it comes around.

So did I like the movie?

Of course, and I enjoyed it as well, but without a climax, nor anything that resembles a tenseful build up towards a climax, it does feel incomplete.

And as promised earlier I repeat again, that it wasn’t awesomely inspiring and nor was it tremendously mind-blowing or grippingly enchanting, but I guess it’s a good enough introduction.

And here’s to hoping that Hermione is as sexyummilicious as ever I get my ticketing thingy right and proper, the next time round

3 more days till 1st Jan, but HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE!

Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows movie review would be awesometastic if..

..I had realised, before heading to Shaw Lido at Orchard, that my movie ticket was actually meant for Shaw Theatres at the newly opened NEX shopping center at Serangoon!!

Because Shaw Lido has been under renovation since 1st October, and unfortunately I only knew it 5mins before I was about to pick up my tickets!!!

I felt anger, despondency and uncontrolled bewilderment, but mostly it was all silliness, as I stared at the usual escalator, which led to the box office, that was perplexedly not working and cordoned off.

Here I was all ecstatic that I wasn’t about to miss Harry Potter #6 and probably catch the final blockbuster of the year, and it turns out that my failure to read the online order receipt properly led to this near-repeat of a previous box office boo-boo while trying to watch Kick-Ass.

And you’d thought that one would learn from that mistake uh?~

So this was a review, that wasn’t to be and since I’m not particularly fond of wasting any bits and bytes of the interwebs, I thought I’d scour the web for something that’s a little close to the movie and to my heart as well.

Pictures such as:

I love reading, but not when a sinister black cat head is staring back at me!

I bet you never knew that cats enjoy reading as much as humans do right?

Except they read humans instead.


Looks a little like Barney to me..

I wonder if he had anything to say to this next feline..


Like wtf right?



Dizzy Dizzy & How Harry Potter Made Me *almost* Vomit.

I’m contemplating going on a strike against Taxi drivers who ‘drift’ all the way while driving, or perhaps bring along a brick/stone if I’m ever going to take a taxi, so I can offer to place the brick/stone onto the gas pedal.

These drifts are making me dizzy man! But wait, no, not those Initial-D or racing kind of drifting but the kind where the driver continuously, and annoyingly revs, pushing the gas pedal then lets go totally, letting the taxi go on a drift, then revs again to accelerate, then lets go totally. It’s like being buoyed uncontrollably, like as if you’re being carried by the ocean waves — and for the records, I am totally and highly vulnerable to sea/motion sickness la~

So after 3 continuous days of poor taxi driving skills, I’m left with a splitting and spinning head last Friday, on the day Dils was treating me to a Harry Potter show. (Btw, gazillion thanks for the show Dils! Too bad for the spinning dizziness or it could’ve been Al-ameen next, but thanks for understanding!)

Why did I take the taxi? Because my bike wouldn’t start! So a trip to the workshop on Friday, after 2 days of ignoring it at the carpark, and it was diagnosed that bad corrupted wiring was at fault. (Thats what you get for buying second hand bikes~)

By the time I received the bike, in startable condition, the spinning dizzines was at its peak, and though not entirely sure how I managed to ride home afterwards, I immediately sunk onto my bed and into a restless, dreamless sleep. (Special thanks to Godma at this point of time for treating me a little..)

Had I not been awakened by Bangau, who called me to join him gaming, I would have slept till morning came and missed the movie, but thankfully I wasn’t, though Dils was late!!! Aha! (For the promptness, or lack of it, treat me to another movie! Kekeke…)

Anyway I wasn’t able to join Bangau ‘cos I had to see the movie for myself, despite harbouring the spinning headache. My godsisters, who are ardent and immense fans of the book told me of their dissappointment after watching the show (and comparing it with the book) and having not read the book fully (at chapter 5 still..) I was free of any expectations of the movie. Even some pals who’d watch the movie expressed a little bit of disdain. So you see, I had to watch it and decide for myself.

Maybe it was the dizziness, or maybe it was my exhaustion for I found the movie tiring, and and at times lethargically draggy. It was as if the Director was ‘forced’ to direct the movie in a manner which he never intend to and having the the whole episode turned out a little labourous.

Even the lovable characters like Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore seemed squeezed into playing out their respective decisions and actions — it all just seemed so un-JK Rowling! Though I have yet to finish the book, I hope the characters aren’t as they’re depicted in the movie and has more ‘life’ instead.

In all fairness, it was a decent movie but it sorely lacked the energy, excitement and suspense that the previous episodes brought to the screen, but having watched the movie in a semi-concious state of dizziness, I’m not sure if I should label it as a bad movie entirely. Bah, I’m sitting on the fence on this one.

So if ya had to watch Harry Potter: And The Half Blood Prince, just try not to take a taxi that ‘drifts’.

Heh, what a ride, pun intended, watching the movie. I almost vomitted la~ Bahh~~