harry potter and the last cashgrab

amirite? there was a point around the third and fourth film, and to some extent the fifth that the movies seemed to be aiming for some high quality standard that would be worth remembering in years to come... alas, with the bla boring paint by numbers half blood prince, my hopes were brushed away by a magic broomstick. fuck these films now. I'm saddened not that it's ending, no, but by what a missed opportunity the whole thing ended up being.

potter firstly reminded me of myself when i began watching the movies at around 12 or 13, good guy with a dark side, struggling to balance school and bullies, pretty average person, but determined to excel through pure will. that's me... i even had a best friend once exactly like ron. no hermione though, probably couldn't resist trying to fuck her when she grew a pair of tits and did that thing girls do when they hold their arms over their head and let their breasts stretch out their shirts... nicely done ladies.

so i was all onboard the hogwarts express with this franchise, forgave the first film's fumbles since it was the first, loved the second since it felt more polished and stuff, blown off my chair for the third flick, since that one actually was great not just good, at around 19 i played the fourth film on my psp constantly while at work at target, just loved escaping into the potter world, and that movie was alot of pure fun, still is to me the best potter film because it doesn't try too hard to be some kind of masterpiece, it just is what it is, kind of like a star wars movie back when star wars was about FUN not trying to be the next bible.

order of the phoenix, some parts i love, some felt rushed, but i could see the new director actually read and tried to basically film exactly how you'd visualize the pages in the book. which was cool, but there was stuff i would have left out, and stuff i would have really expanded upon like the wizard duel and veil and so on... tonks and the actress who plays her and her big titties not getting enough screen time...

half blood prince, no no no no no no nononononono.... wrong. wrong wrong. what the hell happened why is the movie so different from the book. what happened to harry noticing ginny grew a pair of tits and some nice birthing hips? shit is the truth, son. expoit it. why was bonnie so nervous throughout the movie? so blatantly not up to it.... the list goes on and on. and above all, i could have forgiven so much if the ending weren't so stale as dried shit. this ceased being a magical world, and became an obvious film set, way too bland... and the key moment, when you see malfoy struggle with his emotions, completely fails, since you have no doubt he's not going to do it. the original malfoy from movie 1 was exactly who was missing. i don't know what happened on set, or with the actor, but he forgot how to be a ruthless weasel and malfoy in hbp comes off to me as a deeply conflicted guy instead of how he was in movie 1 and 2, complete scum. why? in the book, it's pretty clear, malfoy took on too much of a task and underestimated dumbledore's charm and his own inner goodness. maybe it's just how each film's slowly made the character out to be a joke that teh moment he struggles to kill dumbledore comes off as such a weak moment, shame really...

also getting annoyed by how they won't just explain the brother wand problem already. it's been 2 films since potter 4 and they've not said a thing. the book explained it just after it happened in goblet since it clears up why voldemort's wand backfired against harry's. simple...

brb