hatelife is catching a cold over thanksgiving
I must not have been taking good enough care of myself over the last few days in Portland, because I was starting to get a little sniffly before we left. I just blamed it on allergies, though. However, after the twentieth time that I blew my nose on the train, and the old man two rows in front of me shot me a dirty look again (he did this EVERY SINGLE TIME), I was forced to admit that I may have caught a cold. And sure enough, I woke up the next day with a sore throat. Luckily, on the way to their house, I got Annie’s parents to stop at the store and allow me to purchase some cold-fighting-materials. Laden down with Odwalla Vitamin-C-Monster, Orange Juice, Ny-Quil and 7-up, I triumphantly proceeded to engage my disease in chemical warfare. Commence saturation bombing with Vitamin C! Drink lots of 7-up! We’ll drown the buggers out! Oh no! The Ny-Quil has caused me to begin a lengthy and non-sensical war analogy!
I spent Thanksgiving day staring blankly into space, and took a nap. I remember eating dinner, but that was pretty much my only lucid moment of the day. The next day I felt much better, so I was able to have some fun with Eric and Jill (and Gavin) when they came to town.
Hopefully the two weeks I have until my DSL line is installed, during which I have to bike or walk to my parents’ house every day will not prolong my cold.
Oh, and final note before I’m off to more Ny-Quil induced sleep: Harry Potter was disappointing. Maybe it was because I had just read the books, but it seems to me that if the movie is 2.5 hours long, they could have done a better job. It seriously felt like they just went through the book and pulled out every other page. I think that as a visual accompanyment to the book, it’s fantastic… but it doesn’t stand on it’s own.







there were just a few things that stood out at me for harry potter-the beginning with the dursleys seemed rushed. there wasn’t enough atmosphere-building where we got a sense of how ordinary and boring (and mean to harry) they really are. we also don’t learn anything about the existence of a wizarding world outside of one line from mr dursley: "There’s no such thing as magic!"the conversation with hagrid in the shack was a bit off from the book, too, because in the book hagrid is _really_ angry that harry doesn’t know anything about the wizarding world, and in the movie he just kinda smiles and nods.other than that, i really liked it. hagrid was great, and hermione was _soooooo_ cute!!!!! they played the roles absolutely perfectly.
November 26th, 2001 at 11:24 am
Yeah, don’t get me wrong, I loved the actors they got to play all the characters. John Cleese as Nearly Headless Nick was a nice touch, too. I just didn’t like the way they hacked up the plot. And, of course, visually, it was amazing. Hogwart’s looked fantastic, and it was always fun to see Hagrid towering over everything, even the Hogwart’s Express.
November 26th, 2001 at 12:47 pm
Scott, that was an excellent analogy. The entire movie felt choppy, and too much of the plot development happened via characters referring to something that happened off-screen . . . you just end up feeling too distanced from what happened. And I was upset by how rushed the scenes with the Dursley were . . . those scenes were crucial to setting up the book, and they breezed right through them without any real sense of significance. I really liked the actors, though, (I wish they’d given Alan Rickman a little more screen time).Also, the Quidditch match was amazing.
November 28th, 2001 at 7:53 pm