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Harry Potter Review
Jun. 7th, 2004 12:00 pmHarry Potter Review.
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morgan1 and I decided that what we needed was dinner and a movie. So we headed out to see what kind of showing time we could find for the new Harry Potter flick. It was 8:00 and the best we could do (considering that we still needed dinner) was 10:40. This was wonderful, because we would be sitting down to dinner at the Timber Lodge Steakhouse with absolutely no worries about having to drive for a really long time. We took full advantage of the situation.
Timberlodge has single malts. Nothing too exotic - no Tallisker or Lagavulin, but they did have Glenmorangie, so we each ordered a shot of that and a nice red ale. The shots were triples. We had this with steak and some very excellent Garlic Mashed peotatoes which I recognized as having been produced by a company I once worked for. Good Stuff. The Glenmorangie had a fruity bouquet, was creamy on the tongue and proceeded through a peaty middle to a smoky finish. A very nice, complex scotch. The ale was unobtrusive. It was crisp and clean, lovely for clearing the palate petween sips of the scotch. We finished off with plenty of coffee (hey, the movie was still an hour away and we had to stay up through it) and choclolate cake. In short, we managed to nail each and every one of our vices in one sitting.
We still had an hour to kill before the film, so we went to this place called Lava Links which was an indoor Mini-Golf course. The tees were badly worn, the water hazards empty and dry. It was very 80's and kind of tired. Still, the holes presented plenty of challenge to the pair of wired drunks that Morgan and I were of the moment, and we played 9 holes before the movie started. Then we headed to the theatre.
It has been said before but bears repeating: Couran is a far, far better director than Columbus. Magic was taken for granted in the world he created, and, by and large, special effects did not stop the plot and say "Hey, pay attention to me, I'm a special effect and I'm cool!" the way they did in the Columbus directed film. They are tightly integrated into the plot, and used to move the action along.
( Here Be Spoilers )
All in all a very enjoyable film, with beautifully rendered closing credits to boot.
On Saturday night, after a stressful day and a stressful week,
morgan1 and I decided that what we needed was dinner and a movie. So we headed out to see what kind of showing time we could find for the new Harry Potter flick. It was 8:00 and the best we could do (considering that we still needed dinner) was 10:40. This was wonderful, because we would be sitting down to dinner at the Timber Lodge Steakhouse with absolutely no worries about having to drive for a really long time. We took full advantage of the situation.Timberlodge has single malts. Nothing too exotic - no Tallisker or Lagavulin, but they did have Glenmorangie, so we each ordered a shot of that and a nice red ale. The shots were triples. We had this with steak and some very excellent Garlic Mashed peotatoes which I recognized as having been produced by a company I once worked for. Good Stuff. The Glenmorangie had a fruity bouquet, was creamy on the tongue and proceeded through a peaty middle to a smoky finish. A very nice, complex scotch. The ale was unobtrusive. It was crisp and clean, lovely for clearing the palate petween sips of the scotch. We finished off with plenty of coffee (hey, the movie was still an hour away and we had to stay up through it) and choclolate cake. In short, we managed to nail each and every one of our vices in one sitting.
We still had an hour to kill before the film, so we went to this place called Lava Links which was an indoor Mini-Golf course. The tees were badly worn, the water hazards empty and dry. It was very 80's and kind of tired. Still, the holes presented plenty of challenge to the pair of wired drunks that Morgan and I were of the moment, and we played 9 holes before the movie started. Then we headed to the theatre.
It has been said before but bears repeating: Couran is a far, far better director than Columbus. Magic was taken for granted in the world he created, and, by and large, special effects did not stop the plot and say "Hey, pay attention to me, I'm a special effect and I'm cool!" the way they did in the Columbus directed film. They are tightly integrated into the plot, and used to move the action along.
( Here Be Spoilers )
All in all a very enjoyable film, with beautifully rendered closing credits to boot.
