26 July 2007

Potterish






Rrrriiing…. goes off the second alarm.


Oh no. The first screening starts at 10:25 a.m. I only have about ten minutes to spare for a shower, breakfast and get dressed to make it on time. By the moment I hit the road, it was already 10 am. I vaguely remember muttering inside the cab, “Oh! Harry, don’t start without me!” A situation like this makes you wish for a time turner or some magical incantation that can somehow slow down time. Since I was running late naturally the traffic was bad. A sheer nightmare. Cars, buses and commuters have gone amok. Alright, I’m bluffing. The road was just well..... packed. It simply did not help at all to my rising agitation nor abated the desire to shove the head-bopping cabbie who seems to relish my seething annoyance.


At 10:38a.m., I was resigned to accept my shameful defeat of waiting for the next screening. Hordes and hordes of regrets of not sleeping early exacerbated my despair. What can I do? The night before, I was caught in a hot spot of emotions from being euphoric with anticipation over Harry Potter to feeling extremely disappointed over something. But that story is destined to fill a different page.


There I was clumsily trudging my flab to Potter at 10:45 a.m. While catching my breath, I met a fellow potterhead, Roque who told me piquantly that the movie has NOT started yet. I had to restrain the urge of planting Roque a slobbery kiss! And in rare times, we just have to be grateful for certain absurdities such as the infamous Filipino time.


Thirty minutes or so has passed since I found my seat, I can hear sparse murmurs of complaints over the long-delayed show time. Guiltily, I can’t bring myself to complain. At this instance, I just can’t help feeling kinder to late-comers.


At 11:35 a.m., Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix came alive on the screen and my goosebumps were rising. I have to admit the movie started out rather bland for I was expecting a righteously angry Harry Potter and an erratic Mrs. Arabella Figg. I cringed upon seeing a supposedly strait-laced Petunia, her appearance was slightly reminiscent of a woman in a cheap, sexy flick. The dreamy Luna Lovegood played by Evanna Lynch was in my humble opinion, too charming in a sweet kind of way that she can pass for an angel. Wasn’t she supposed to be eccentric and odd in a funny sort of way? But then, these are all just trivial details that I can easily overlook.


OOTP managed to pick up energy upon the formation of Dumbledore’s army. I am mildly disappointed of not seeing the Protean-charmed galleon coins, though. Dolores Umbridge impeccably played by Imelda Staunton couldn’t be more loathsome but I wonder if I would’ve hated her just as much if I hadn’t read the book. Bellatrix Lestrange seems to have sprung from the pages right into Helena Bonham Carter. She was vile and merciless that I can’t keep myself from hating and loving her all at the same time. No mushy melodrama was spared to Sirius Black’s demise but the muted anguish of Harry sent out a hundred ripples of provocative, poignant pain.



The spectacular duel between Lord Voldemort and Dumbledore left my mouth hanging the whole time. (I should be thankful for the absence of flies!) I believe it is the first time of all the Harry Potter movies where we can witness full-fledged wizards duel. It is my favorite bit of the film. Clearly, the indomitable interpretation of Michael Gambon of Albus Dumbledore is a good match of Ralph Fiennes repulsive demeanor as Lord Voldemort. I can’t help but miss the late Richard Harris as Dumbledore. Admittedly, he was every inch the Albus Dumbledore I’ve imagined.


Overall, the movie was worth the wait. I would give OOTP 4.5 stars although, I can be pretty biased. Inevitably, I left the cinema ecstatic than I already was for the penultimate sequel --- Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.


A few days more and I’d be lying supine for hours voraciously leafing through the pages of the 7th and last book of the Harry Potter series. I am in a giddy state of anticipation (bordering on madness) for this book although there lurks a hint of mingling melancholy of finally saying goodbye to Harry Potter --- who to me is not just the boy who lived but the one who brought back my old juvenile fantasies.


2 comments:

Careers at Baker said...

Never seen the movie, would want to catch it if still available...

Issa.Jimenez said...

Thanks for dropping by my site. Hope you'd find time to visit again soon. You can still catch the movie, it's still showing.

 
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