I don't understand why, if they have to take things from the book out because of time, they would add an entire scene that wasn't in the book.
I don't understand why they would make characters like Neville and Luna nothing more than walk-on roles.
I don't understand why they don't explore all of the memories.
I don't understand how the Patel twins suddenly became white.
I don't understand what happened to the members of the Order. It's like they were all on holiday in Majorca. For the whole year.
I think they beefed up Helena Bonham Carter's role just to justify the amount of money they were paying her.
And Fenrir Greyback. He looked more like a pedophile than a werewolf.
There. I'm done. For now.
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Saturday, July 18, 2009
Monday, July 23, 2007
Since Last Post...
Well, I was right. I did need a wee bit more time in the oral surgeons chair. Actually, three more times...but who's counting?
The two week delay in healing sets my whole healing schedule back, and I am now looking at a total of 6 weeks on a completely soft diet. I would like to point out that, at this moment, I am living proof that not all fat people are jolly. As much as I used to love them, I sincerely believe I will rip the face off of anyone who tries to feed me jello, pudding, or chicken noodle soup. (I do think I could eat a bit more spicy lentil soup, though. And I am positively gaga -- even still -- for chocolate malteds. MMMMMmmmmm. Malteds. I have to eat them with a spoon...nothing through a straw for a while yet.)
"What is the upside to having an ever growing changing array of stitches and incisions and extractions in your mouth?" you say? Whell here it is: I think I've lost about 10 pounds, though I can't say for sure. I still avoid scales. But I've definitely lost a noticeable bit of pork pie. Ummmm. Pork pie. Ummmmmm.
I have lost ten pounds, but I haven't lost the yearning for food. I can't tell you what I wouldn't do for a bucket of fried chicken. It might be easier to say what I would NOT do!!
I ripped back a few rows of the prayer shawl -- back to the lifeline. I will have the iPod charged and loaded with the remainder of the HPDH audio book by the end of the day tomorrow!
Ta!
The two week delay in healing sets my whole healing schedule back, and I am now looking at a total of 6 weeks on a completely soft diet. I would like to point out that, at this moment, I am living proof that not all fat people are jolly. As much as I used to love them, I sincerely believe I will rip the face off of anyone who tries to feed me jello, pudding, or chicken noodle soup. (I do think I could eat a bit more spicy lentil soup, though. And I am positively gaga -- even still -- for chocolate malteds. MMMMMmmmmm. Malteds. I have to eat them with a spoon...nothing through a straw for a while yet.)
"What is the upside to having an ever growing changing array of stitches and incisions and extractions in your mouth?" you say? Whell here it is: I think I've lost about 10 pounds, though I can't say for sure. I still avoid scales. But I've definitely lost a noticeable bit of pork pie. Ummmm. Pork pie. Ummmmmm.
I have lost ten pounds, but I haven't lost the yearning for food. I can't tell you what I wouldn't do for a bucket of fried chicken. It might be easier to say what I would NOT do!!
I ripped back a few rows of the prayer shawl -- back to the lifeline. I will have the iPod charged and loaded with the remainder of the HPDH audio book by the end of the day tomorrow!
Ta!
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