Yesterday the latest installment of the Harry Potter saga was released in Thailand – that’s before the UK and USA releases. I find the whole Potter thing rather tedious. The story-telling is so linear and formulaic. Still, I had my arm twisted to see Harry Potter and the Dreary Hallows, or whatever it’s called.
It’s hardly a spoiler, since everybody knows that Dobby (an ugly elf with a nauseatingly obsequious manner) is killed off in this installment. Normally such an event would be cause for celebration, but for Harry Potter fans it is, apparently, a moment of incredible tear-jerkingness. As those around me fought back the waterworks, I had to struggle not to laugh at the sight of Daniel Radcliffe cradling a rubber doll. Does that make me a bad person?