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Batrock.net is not normally a “personal” blog (and I secretly hate that word), although one would hope that you get the “flavour of Alex” from the consumption of its words. The following subject perhaps doesn’t make good reading, but I feel it is important.

The thing is, my story is like a hugely anti-climactic epic. It’s as if Harry Potter had ended with Harry confronting Voldemort, who threw up his hands and went quietly, renouncing his evil ways and helping to rebuild society. Despite this, it’s kind of a huge event in my life. Continue Reading »

Note: I left this one stewing for too long, and some answers are provided at the end. But hey, it’s all a little different to me now considering I came out last weekend. Still, I’m now leaning more towards my “bankrupt” rather than plain “ambiguous” conclusion.

The moment that the trailer for I Now Pronounce You Chuck & Larry came on before I saw Knocked Up, I swore under my breath. Having seen the trailer at Ocean’s Thirteen, I was prepared again for the worst. I was struck by a different trailer, this time, one that didn’t make it seem as if it was the end of days. It’s amazing how the way something is cut can change a tone from exploitative to something semi-emotional. Continue Reading »

I figured that I should let everyone know that the internet is finally safe again, for I have concluded Deathly Hallows. With other stuff besides, which I will enumerate later, perhaps even an assault of my words will find its way to you.

Anyway, as to the book itself: ultimately, fantastic. There is entirely too much downtime in the mid-section, spent with Harry, Ron and Hermione doing not a lot, and this is brought into sharp relief later in the book when a mere few paragraphs describe all of this super exciting stuff that has been happening away from them. Then the three of them join the super exciting stuff and most is forgiven.

The book suffers from not having the structure of a school year to give the suggestion of progress, but the last two hundred or so pages are practically impossible to not read, such is their quality. It’s almost fan service in its spectacle, although nowhere near as cynical.

Several times throughout the book, I got teary eyed, or pumped full of adrenaline. Rowling has done her job, done it well, written in an epilogue that serves as either a deterrent of further adventures or a blank canvas for further adventures (I’ve read complaints that it’s fanfic bait), and … she never has to write again.

If I don’t get around to saying more stuff about it, Mark is liveblogging the book.

With the winner of the last round of the game MIA, I had to take it upon myself to provide you with this screenshot.

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Unfortunately my laptop has been forced into retirement and this G4 is so slow I got to fully understand how great the sound design on this particular movie was. Knock yourselves out, folks.

Update: Dyre wins, with Blade Runner as the solution! Next round online!

I never really put the idea of “John Waters” and “Children’s Movies” together, so I was surprised when I saw Hairspray trailers twice in the last week, both of them at movies with younger audiences in mind: first at Bridge to Terabithia (which, coincidentally, was marvellous), and then at Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix).

I knew that Hairspray was coming soon, and I knew that John Travolta played the lead’s mother, and I knew that it looked mighty happy, but I had no idea that it would be marketed to children. I suppose this makes sense, because of the whole “Teen Dream” notion of the story. It even has Zac Efron of High School Musical fame in it (on that note, I don’t care how gay you are, High School Musical is in no way qualified to be anyone’s favourite musical).

Something about this trailer does it for me, despite even the typical voice over. I don’t know, I just love a good musical and I like that they’re allowed to be made again:

Just so long as Travolta doesn’t do some of the other things that Divine was known for (oh, Pink Flamingos, I look forward to dying without having seen you), this should be sweet.

Slighty separately, not quite for children, and also starring Michelle Pfeiffer, is Stardust:

I’m not as well read in the works of Neil Gaiman as I probably should be, but this looks both awesome and yet another “fantasy world from beyond the real world” story. What’s this, though? Flying ships?

Why, that’s enough to segue into The Golden Compass, the first in the apparently super blasphemous His Dark Materials series!

Dirigibles! Eff yeah! What I like most about this trailer is the same thing I liked most about Chronicles of Narnia: the total failure to anthropomorphise any of the animals. Fantasy worlds that make the fantastic out of the normal without going all silly are great.

So fantasy is “in” in a big way. My friend Casper said that all of this fantasy is well and good, but he wants to see more SF. It’s a hard sell, because fantasy is more naturalistic and it lends itself very well to the screen. Nobody likes the vacuum of space, but everyone loves flying ships and waterfalls! If I knew how to read, I know that I would be cracking out His Dark Materials and getting them done in time for Christmas. Now that I’ve started going to the movies again after what seems like a drought, I’m getting enthusiastic again. The rest of the year might be good indeed!

Oh, speaking of childrens’ movies: screw Bratz. If you go see that, even ironically, all hope is lost for you. OMG!

The movie screenshot game continues! The last round was won by my cousin Jonathan, and I’m being kind enough to host it. Rules in Mark’s post as usual.

I’d like to say that I also knew which movie was featured in Justin’s round, and chose not to say it because of my previous shame with this game. I find it quite amusing the tiptoeing around the knowledge of the answers. Let’s see how this one goes, shall we?

Update: Instant win for Beth, who correctly ascertained that the movie in question was Cry-Baby! Stay tuned for the next round!

If you come to accept the Harry Potter movies less as coherent stories and more as “certain scenes of people you like doing exciting things somewhat similar to what you have read”, then they become much more enjoyable.

This is the case in point with Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, which boasts the dual honours of being the longest of the Potter books and the shortest of the Potter movies. As such, it’s really a case of the movie not so much lurching as sprinting from one piece of the plot to the next with absolutely no down time. It’s not exactly a collection of set pieces but it makes an effective use of montage and so forth to keep things moving.

Does it make any sense to someone who has not read the books? I have no idea. Some of it doesn’t make much sense regardless, but it’s all pretty swank to look at. This is streamlined, dramatic Potter with little waste. It misses the stuff that makes the books so special, such as Rowling’s expert structuring of drama around a school year, which actually feels as if school work is happening, but as a best bits compilation it’s admirable enough.

Bonus Corner: I noticed, as I often do, that Dudley asked of Harry “Who’s Cedric? Your boyfriend?” It’s hard to be disappointed in such things considering the context of the character saying them being totally vile. But it made me think how cool it would be if Harry were gay. I mean, the romance in the books between Harry and whomever couldn’t be written any more awkwardly than they already are. I’m not talking slash here, people. I’m talking heart-felt exploration of totally unmarketable feelings.

Also, I’m really looking forward to Harry Pottier in You Know Who’s Coming to Dinner.

Now, since I saw Transformers last week, I’ve been thinking that I should have taken my kid gloves off and roughed it up for all of the crap that it subjected me to, and providing the information that Autobots like to watch. However, I also thought about something else, right from the moment it happened in the movie. On Air Force One, there is a president represented only by his feet up in bed, asking politely in a (presumably) Texan drawl for some Ding Dongs.

It made me wonder: there’s going to be a new President of the United States next year. How is he (or even she) going be represented in films? I’m not talking about a hero president like Bill Pullman, a romantic president like Michael Douglas, a fisticuffular president like Harrison Ford, or a fantasy president like Martin Sheen. I’m talking about a not very subtle cipher president, representing whoever is in office, like the lothario, imperialist bully Billy Bob Thornton played in Love Actually:

I would also be talking about Dennis Quaid in American Dreamz (coincidentally also starring Hugh Grant) but seriously, screw that movie.

I can imagine that the new president might take some sorting; there could be a few problems, like the one that I’ve imagined here, playing on conservative fears about a certain potential president’s “dangerous” name, at a test screening for a movie that otherwise has precisely nothing to do with politics, flying or the state of the nation:

INTERIOR: Air Force One, Cockpit. Pilots JACKSON and CRUISE are attending to the controls.
SFX: Knock at door.

JACKSON: Enter.

President SADDAM BIN BLACKMAN enters the cockpit.

CRUISE: Mister President! What can we do for you, sir?
BLACKMAN: Hi boys, where are we going?
JACKSON: We’re enroute to Boston, Mister President.
BLACKMAN: You think we can take a detour into the Empire State Building?

At this point, the audience boos. “Too soon!” says one. “NEVER FORGET!” shouts another. The rabble rises, and they look as if they’re about to start a full fledged riot. The director, seeing the situation, runs out in front of the screen and extends his arms. He quells the audience with a mere two words:

“… The Aristocrats!”

Okay, that example is just silly, but I am curious to see what analogous presidents we’ll be gifted with over the next few years. Will any of them be as ripe for parody as George W. Bush turned out to be?

Fellow citizens! I come to you from a strange and wondrous place. You see, I find myself in Doenau Wine Country, tapping this to you on my Wii. It is easier than expected while still somewhat tedious.

And I’m floating in a most peculiar way …

The rules, shrunk down:

With the success of the last round at last come to rest, Spencer offers us this tasty morsel! I know the answer as she told me – but otherwise I would have no clue!

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Mark wins, it’s The Big Tease! Round Five, ho!

The whole history of the contest!
Round 1: Mark’s opening gambit
Round 2: My hubristic retaliation
Round 3: My humbling gimme
Round 4: You’re looking at it.
Round 5: Mark’s right back at it.