Sunday, July 17, 2005

The Half-Baked Potter

I am sure there must be alot of people out there who are in my stupefied state trying to digest the ending of Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. There isn't even a string of questions that run through the head. Pretty much a case of 'Huh? Dumbledore died? No death defying battles between Voldemort and Harry? Huh? Huh? AND Huh?"

Huh????

I'm unabashedly a Harry Potter fan. Nevermind that the book costed me SIN$50.00/US$30.00. The release of THIS long awaited book was the ONLY reason that the permanently frumpy-clothed-couch-potato-in-denial-state-Chooeypoo got out of her house, made a brave attempt to visit Sandton mall on a Saturday to purchase the overly-priced book and then indulged in extra-large (yes. EXTRA LARGE. The bigger the better) spicy cajun burger meal from Macdonalds. I decided that nothing was going to distract me from finishing the book - well, other than in-between distractions of Golf British Open 3rd round when Woods suffered 2 penalties, Montgomerie making some exceptional shots ending his day 9-under to raise the hopes of the poor British who hasn't had a winner since god-knows-when, Garcia making his miraculous eagle shot... etc etc etc. Multi-tasking is a God's gift talent to women.

I still cannot decide if I actually liked the book. Perhaps it is just me, but I feel that JK Rowling has started to lose that magical touch that got me (and millions of others worldwide) hooked to the Harry Potter saga. I have to admit. I was not impressed with Order of Phoenix at all and was holding my breath that Half Blood Prince will be more enthralling. In certain ways, yes. It was an improvement from Order of Phoenix but still somewhat disappointing.

I personally feel that Goblet of Fire was the climax. Order of Phoenix and Half Blood Prince.... Rowling is trying too hard. It is quite obvious she is running out of ideas and just waffling on to complete the 8-books series. The characters have become ultimately whiney love-sick puppies. Annoying. There were still a couple of funny moments that made me chuckle, but forgettable as well. The only thing that I remember is.... u-no-poo. Corny but catchy. Not funny.

Gone are the page-turning thrilling adventures and mystery.
Hello whiney love-sick puppies.

The only thing that kept me reading, was waiting for Harry and Voldemort to engage in another battle.

But that didn't happen.
Anti-climax.
The death of Dumbledore in a pathetic state of begging Snape for help.
The locket turned out to be a duplicate.
R.A.B.
Rubbish And Bullshit.
The book could have been half its thickness.
Most of it was just useless and unentertaining waffles.
It almost feels like there may not be a book 7 and 8.

Bland.
That's my verdict.
Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince is BLAND.
Half-baked storywriting.
Obviously Rowling was just writing for the sake of writing.
Perhaps she needs another tragedy or divorce to hit her again for some outstanding inspiration?

Oh well.
Till the next book comes out (maybe?), it is back to the British Open....

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