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I finally finished a job that has been dangling over me, Sword of Damocles style, for...um.
A long time.
Done, and sent. And I am dizzy from lack of sleep.
Random Potter thought: if you didn't know who the many secondary characters were before, Prisoner of Azkaban would so not help you. I liked it a lot, but I never thought I miss Columbus. He's a lousy director of young actors, yet he really knows how to wallow in the fun, too.
I felt like I was watching PoA on fast-forward, like I was being hustled through a tour of a movie. I loved the look of it, Cuaron's sliding back and forth through glass and mirrored surfaces, giant world-size clock parts everywhere, and the isolation and dis-ease of Harry throughout.
But I have a vague unease and frustration with the movie, that niggle that tells me I wanted it to be better. Better, in this case, meaning slower, and less assumption that a viewer would know every detail beforehand, and therefore not need a leisurely pace for some things.
There were things I liked:
The Dementors were ace.
Lupin's lesson with the boggart rocked.
The scene in the shrieking shack playing out how I imagined it, and was really full of tension. I am laughing up my sleeve at the homoerotic current between Black and Lupin, because I know the fangirls have cried about them being two old men in the movie.
Oldman fucking rocked as Sirius.
More later, maybe. I'm going to try to get out to see Shrek 2 this weekend.
A long time.
Done, and sent. And I am dizzy from lack of sleep.
Random Potter thought: if you didn't know who the many secondary characters were before, Prisoner of Azkaban would so not help you. I liked it a lot, but I never thought I miss Columbus. He's a lousy director of young actors, yet he really knows how to wallow in the fun, too.
I felt like I was watching PoA on fast-forward, like I was being hustled through a tour of a movie. I loved the look of it, Cuaron's sliding back and forth through glass and mirrored surfaces, giant world-size clock parts everywhere, and the isolation and dis-ease of Harry throughout.
But I have a vague unease and frustration with the movie, that niggle that tells me I wanted it to be better. Better, in this case, meaning slower, and less assumption that a viewer would know every detail beforehand, and therefore not need a leisurely pace for some things.
There were things I liked:
The Dementors were ace.
Lupin's lesson with the boggart rocked.
The scene in the shrieking shack playing out how I imagined it, and was really full of tension. I am laughing up my sleeve at the homoerotic current between Black and Lupin, because I know the fangirls have cried about them being two old men in the movie.
Oldman fucking rocked as Sirius.
More later, maybe. I'm going to try to get out to see Shrek 2 this weekend.
