Goodness!! I couldn't believe my pretty dark brown- close- to- black eyes that I could also blog at the office! Yee hah! This saves me from the pits of Morpheus' tempting whispers of slumber. Anyways, let me continue with what happened during and after Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows P.I.
So I was able to book myself a ticket and went inside the cinemas with a big pack of Nova in my left hand and a Grande Tripple Espresso Add Affogato Dark Mocha Frappucino on the other. It was a bit funny though that I had my ears plugged with Dashboard Confessional's new album and had my head in mp3 mode with Belle of the Boulevard and I was inside the cinemas at that, oblivious of the old man who sat behind me and an old supervisor who sat at the very back whom I later noticed after the curtains closed. After 3 minutes of banging my head in the air in the dark, trailers started to zoom in right in front of me (zoomed in because I selected a seat where it's just 3 rows apart from the big screen) and so I decided to stop the music and tune in to what the future has to offer in big screens. Gulliver's Travels is much anticipated as long as Tangled. Narnia is a bit too tiring to watch, especially with the long, long, long, long volumes. And Afterlife is wee bit interesting.
And so the trailers started to present what's next in the future of cinematography *ahaha!for the lack of words!* and after that, that familiar tune... Hearing it sends me goosebumps. Hearing it makes me want to hum it for a lullaby while my sleepless arm would painstakingly mix kalamay *which I would like to imagine as potion* on an extravagantly big cauldron. Hearing it is nostalgia of my childhood and how it felt the first time I read the book and stepped inside the cinemas when it first launched in the movies. I still couldn't forget the time when I was too shy to borrow a tape (note: it's not a cd! CD's don't exist in my impoverished world that time) a classmate bought which is a compilation of the movie's soundtrack. I remembered bringing a walkman in school so that I could put on the tape and plug my ears with Harry Potter's World and A Trip to Diagon Alley. That time, my mother never bought me the tape because I wasn't doing good at school. It was my dark age period.
It never fails that everytime we watch Harry Potter, the whole family would be there to watch it too. We've watched it till Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. That time, it was me, mom, and dad who watched it right after the mall opens for the day. My sister was at school that time but we managed to watch it again. This time, it's with my sister. Harry Potter has been a family tradition.
And this time, as the infamous sequel is ending, we watched it together simultaneously. Me, alone in the cinema at WalterMart in Makati and them in the cinemas of SM Davao.
I was quiet and observant through the whole film. It was like watching an episode of your childhood slowly dying. As usual, it was far different from what I've read. I don't even remember Ginny asking Harry to help her zip up and kissing her afterwards. Although the part where the Fred, or was it George?, caught them red-handed was better than Ron catching them in the book. I also scringed in the scene where Harry and Hermione were kissing butt naked as shown by the horcrux to Wonwon. It was like child abuse for me since I am used to seeing them as kids. It's really hard to give those memories up. Overall, the movie was as dark as I've expected it to be. Yates improved and I think he learned his lesson well with the Half-Blood Prince of Twilight thingy movie. Helena Bonham-Carter is still my favorite. And dobby's death was as tragic as the book. It was de ja vouz. I read Dobby's death two years ago and cried and whined at my boyfriend over the phone because of that and now, I did the same thing. This time, it's with my fiance. Everything has drastically changed. But I still can't say that "All is Well"
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