har•ry pot•ter•ing [hay-ree pot-ter-eeng]
- to wait in an unnaturally long line for an unnaturally long period of time to see a film based on the adventures of Harry Potter, a storyline aimed at an 8-14 year-old demographic
- to lose sight of reality and all things logical
For the life of me, I can’t figure out why people subject themselves to extreme pre-movie boredome and suffering. I don’t care what movie it is, I doubt the film is worth buying tickets online, getting to the movie theater three and a half hours early at midnight, and–more than likely–either sitting in the worst section of the theater or having to separate yourself from your party to even find a seat. I believe “madness” is synonymous with the act of “Harry Pottering.”
I’ve read the first few books, and I thought they were great. The series seems to be very well written, and the books have managed to spark an interest in reading again. However, the movie adaptations of the books are just that. There have been many complaints that the movies do the books no justice; important parts are left out, characters seem out-of-wack, little bits that weren’t in the books are added here and there. So why go berserk? I’ll never wrap my head around how worked up people get for adolescent wizards.
In other news, I’ll be at the 12:01 a.m. showing of the latest Harry Potter installment at AMC Barton Creek theater with two of my friends. I’m only human.