yep. i mean it.
i just finished, i dunno, #5? whichever one has preceeded the movie that's about to be released to throngs of drooling movie goers who'll be shelling out $20 a ticket to sit in crowded theaters where their feet will stick to the floor and soda may very well be poured down their collective backs. Yeeeees i might join those poor slobs. but i digress. Order of the Phoenix! That's it. And i've decided who will die at the very endiddly-end.
Potter bites it.
That's right. He croaks. Swims with the proverbial fishes. Takes a dirt nap.
I don't want to spoil this for you -though if you're one of the few who peruse my blog, the chances that you're poring over these 6th grade summer reading books is slim to none- so i won't tell you the end of the OotP. Lets just say Rowlings giveth and she taketh away. That's her favorite plot device. Poor poor Harry, how can things get any worse? Take that for 300 pages. Blah blah blah, 800 pages and 9 hours of my life i'll never get back later, and little Harry is on top of the world.
So i'm predicting his demise. By dying, our little glassy-eyed protagonist will get back everything he's lost.
Agree? Disagree? i don't care. To be honest, the books are just 3 inch thick, hard covered nuggets of mental masturbation. No real redeeming literary value, (hi, a wolfman named Lupin? I think i was more clever than that in 5th grade under the tutelage of Mr. Hamilton) but definitely useful in taking ones weary little mind off the real world.
So what's next after Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows?
Harry Potter and the Great Hereafter.
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