Well, that was fun! I went to the local cinema, armed with M&M's and Maltesers (the latter bought as a last minute resort due to the small bags of M&M's that were there, and a very peculiar turn as I don't particularly like Maltesers, but that's what Harry Potter does to you), and had a couple of hours' worth of fun and excitement. This fourth film in the series was indeed the darkest one of the lot, but it was also the one which I think had the most humourous lines in it. And of course a big bonus in the list of cast as both Ralph Fiennes, Jason Isaacs and über-villain Alan Rickman were present. I was grinning to myself (mainly because no one could see me in the dark).

That Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (if I remember the name correctly) is a very irresponsible seat of learning, I think. The lack of security for the students would scare any parent, muggle or otherwise. Anyway, I would of course recommend the film, but I'm pretty sure everyone who should see it will or already have. I'm going to see it on the big screen once more, I think, since my flatmate hasn't seen it yet.

We very nearly went to the premiere a couple of weeks ago. But then the rain stopped us (we both had the thought of the Fantastic Four premiere in mind) and when I, later that evening, heard of people having stood in line since the day before, I thought sod this, I'm not that much of a fan. Besides, I've already met the most important cast member and I already knew he wasn't on the official guest list, so I spent the evening at home instead.

In other news: I have started my new job. I started last Wednesday, in fact. My contact said it was in south east London. Well, fuck that, it's in Kent. Again. For God's sake, when are these people going to learn a bit of geoggers, I say! So I have to get up at six in the morning, it's dark and cold when I go to work, then I jump onto the tube (which is packed) and wait for the train (which is late) and then I sit on my arse all day in an office which is also more or less packed. Eight hours later I jump onto the train, which quickly fills up with teenagers on their way home from school (I believe), then onto the tube (which is packed) and a very fast paced walk home (because it's dark and cold). Sounds fascinating, doesn't it? Well, the fact is, it's nice to be working again. Especially now that we got our first electricity bill. Turns out this bloody place has even got the electricity messed up, so for the past six months we've been drawing from the normal rate even though we've been on the Economy 7 rate and heated up everything during the night. This country really is fucked up - all those bureaucrats and they still can't do it right. I don't understand how they could have won the war at all, being as it were against the overly efficient Germans and all.

I'm still an anglophile, though, rest assured.

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Labels: Alan Rickman, film, jason isaacs, personal, ralph fiennes