Figure this one out: Order of the Phoenix is the longest book in the series, and yet it’s the second shortest of the movies, just above the last one, which was really half a movie in the first place. One might wonder how it was able to cram over 800 pages in just over two hours, but the dirty little secret of the fifth and sixth Harry Potter books is that not a lot happens. Book six is more concerned with setting up the final chapter than anything else, and book five is mainly one of atmosphere. There isn’t a mysterious caper at the center. It’s largely an internal story, where we find Harry at his moodiest and most turbulent. More than any of the other stories, it’s about the transition to adulthood. Continue reading
This last week I completed a local no-ship math trade. For you non-gamers out there, that means I essentially put some games I don’t play anymore into a lottery, and received different games in exchange. I was particularly excited to receive a copy of Blood Bowl 3rd Edition this time around. A friend was kind enough to walk me through a partial game, just to get a taste for how to play. I had a wonderful time watching my orc team fall down and pass poorly. It makes me excited to play again as soon as possible, which is more than a lot of other games can manage in such a short amount of time. Continue reading
This weekend we decided it was high time we fulfilled our duty to American nostalgia and take our boys to a baseball game. The Kansas City Royals generally are an affordable stadium experience, so we bought nosebleed seats and watched the Royals jump out to a 6-0 lead in two innings. Since the Big One was starting to get a little restless, my wife decided that she would take him to look at some of the shops and other things while I stayed in the stands with the Little One. The Royals somehow managed to barf up 7 runs in the 4th, but our baby was flirting with everyone in a six-foot radius so it was still pretty enjoyable. Continue reading
When I saw Patrick Rothfuss at his reading this spring, he discussed the idea of writer’s block, and how it’s really just an excuse for writers to not do their work. It’d be like a plumber saying that he didn’t feel like plumbing (?) today, so he has plumber’s block. Writers just have the added advantage that they have a word for it that makes it sound more legit. It was one of the things that gave me the inspiration to write more frequently, or at least to keep doing so. Continue reading
It took me a long time to appreciate Goblet of Fire as a movie. It definitely has the hardest job of any of the films, because it has to adapt one of the longest books in the series. Not only that, but it’s not a book that will let you remove parts easily. It’s the climax in the classic sense, the turning point of the entire arc of Harry Potter. So it’s a tough adaptation, and they do a good job. But it’s the first time where we see some narrative seams showing. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire is the weakest Harry Potter movie that I’ve reviewed so far, and it might end up at the bottom of the pile when all is said and done. Continue reading
Until this year, I think everyone had played Magic: the Gathering except for me. I moved overseas literally months before it debuted in 1993, and it totally passed me by. I never felt like it was a big gap in my life, but as I got further into the hobby it started to feel like the proverbial elephant in the room, a bizarre oversight considering my obsessive love for Magic’s most obvious ancestor, Cosmic Encounter. My taste in games has grown to embrace games with built-in imbalances and bizarre card interactions. Continue reading
We’re in a tight spot!
I have a big ol’ rack of CDs that I just don’t listen to much anymore. The truth is that my taste in music has shifted a lot since the days when I bought physical music. I don’t listen to most of those old albums anymore, and the ones I still listen to have long since been ripped into an electronic format. But I still have a car that only plays CDs, so that’s where they get play. Last week I somehow was hit with the urge to listen to the sublime soundtrack from O Brother, Where Art Thou?, which was a surprisingly popular album in the early 2000’s. I bought it after falling in love with the movie and getting swept up in the fad of listening to the soundtrack. Continue reading