I finally saw HP7:2! So thoroughly deeply good and satisfying (and, er, I'm assuming we're now solidly past the spoiler-font timeline) (Daniel Radcliffe's face as he emerges from the Pensieve and sits on the steps in Dumbledore's office, dear God; that wet, helpless horror under the bench at King's Cross; every moment of Maggie Smith, though I was so sad not to get to hear her say crisply, "He has, to use the common phrase, done a bunk"; little babybat Snape, and young Lily, and the swooping darting leaves; Helena Bonham Carter doing such a deliciously incompetent Bellatrix impersonation; Ron and Hermione's glorious kiss; Harry's mother; poor, tiresome, harmless Lavender; that astonishing dragon; fuck yeah Neville Longbottom! and so on, and so on, and so on). So, so good. I could still list a couple dozen things I missed and wish they'd crammed in there and hope will show up in the deleted scenes when the DVDs come out, but still. So good.

I'll still have to see it again very very soon, though, since the goodness was kind of completely ruined by an incessant talker two seats over. About my age, normal enough looking, but eventually batshit. Completely unspoiled, he started out with under-his-breath gasps and oohs and oh!s at every startling event, but as it went on he got louder and louder and started babbling, "No, no, no, don't do it, oh, don't do it, man," whenever anyone started doing anything remotely risky, and calling Voldemort a fucker and chortling that Harry was going to take him down any second now. HE TALKED RIGHT OVER THE SCENE IN THE FORBIDDEN FOREST. And finally, after two hours of discreet shushing, someone at the other end of the theater said loudly, "Will you PLEASE SHUT UP," and he snarled, "Well, you can all just sit back and bask in it," and picked up his briefcase and stomped out (leaving his jacket behind).

I need another viewing, soon, just to purge that jackass from my brain.

Daniel Radcliffe's face as he emerges from the Pensieve and sits on the steps in Dumbledore's office, dear God

Yes! For me this was the most effecting moment of the film.

We had, not a talker, but a nervous giggler next to us who giggled all the way through the Kings Cross scene. Muy annoying.

Clearly, people in your neighborhood are too polite if they waited two hours to do more than shush the jackass, JZ.

Signed, someone who once got in a loud argument with a rude woman who was talking through Van Helsing. Which I had already seen before.

The woman to my right answered a call during CSL, and the woman to my left pulled her phone out to look at the glowing screen. My "seriously?" was of little avail.

Part of me wants to be a xenopsychologist and examine all these romcoms, and I felt I was doing really well with CSL, but the turn they took towards soulmates made me irritated. I'm looking at romcoms as wish fulfillment. Is that something people really want to be true? It's so depressing.

But Matt: Anton Yelchin!

Is that something people really want to be true?

I think people want to believe that falling in love will change their life and solve their problems. That maybe the reason they haven't fallen in love is because there's ONE person for them and they just have to find them.

But Matt: Anton Yelchin!

Wiktor wiktor!!

Crazy Stupid Love is the second movie I've been to where they've shown the theatre I was watching the movie in.

I liked CSL a fair amount, but mostly because: Fuck YEAH Ryan Gosling. I mean, seriously. He gives me the Feelings.

I can't work out how they didn't cheat with the English teacher reveal. Did we just not see her face during the book "discussion".

I suppose the movie took a pretty adult look at how complicated loving someone can be, and the things you will do even while you're still in love, but the actual love philosophy skeeved me so much.

Ryan Gosling was great, though. I don't usually find him attractive (Hey-resy, I know) but he could certainly get me out of the bar and out of my panties in that persona.

And that Dirty Dancing move would totally work on me, if he could physically manage it.

I assume the Chris Evans movie will give me some sort of feelings. I wonder if, you know, she gets together with Chris at the end? I mean, what would be the odds?