|HP and the evening of fun
||[Nov. 19th, 2005|02:26 pm]
Went to Goblet of Fire last night - along with everyone else on my flist, so I won't bother with review except to say that it was really, really good and I like the way the humor of the characters came forward. It was a pity that Hermione was left with almost nothing to do, but SPEW really did have to go. I came out, though, feeling one beat short of satisfied because of the melancholy of the ending. Still, the best HP movie thusfar.
The best part, though, is that we met miripanda and her boyfriend Jessie for dinner first and then the movie. The original plan was to meet them at Bob's Big Boy, but we'd had the foresight to exchange phone numbers and Miranda called just as Ferrett was picking me up from work to let us know that Jessie was late leaving Oberlin and by the time he got downtown to fetch her from the Greyhound station and back out to Valley View, they were likely to be late. Well, why don't we just pick you up from the station, we asked. And so a plan was hatched.
Good thing, too. We ate dinner and got over to the theater at a 6:45 for the 8pm show, and were the last people able to wait inside before the line broke out of the theater and ranged around the front of the building. By luck alone, we had tickets to the showing in theater 13, one of the only two digital screens in town. Lots of people intentionally choose the digitals for blockbuster films. We all got to sit together, and in middle seats, but quite far down in front. After the movie, we retired to Quaker Steak and Lube because they had never experienced the over-the-top kitsch of that particular establishment.
It was a great evening. The both of them are funny and smart and lively conversationalists. It's such fun to meet people in real life that you've previously only known online and to find out - as I generally do - that they are even more fun in person.
The only problem was when we got to the Greyhoud station and people were double-parked the full length of the station. I jumped out of the car to walk down to the doors and see if I could spot her, and only when I started looking did I realize that in my mind I was looking for Kate Winslet. Because that's the icon she runs all the time. Now there's a uniquely online problem!