I was looking for any chance to travel again since my last trip to Bandung in May (read my post about the city here). My days are filled with work now, and while I’m grateful for that, my wanderlust is getting stronger than ever. That’s why when my friend asked whether I wanted to join her and her other 2 friends in visiting Malang, I didn’t think twice to say yes.
I might sound like a broken record every time I express my deep and profound love (or obsession?) for Harry Potter. I don’t want to bore you with details; let’s just say it was almost my everything. Yes, that sounds terribly exaggerating, but you should’ve seen me in my younger years to understand what I mean.
To be honest with you, I don’t keep up with upcoming releases unless it’s a part of a series that I’ve been following e.g. Harry Potter or The Fever Code. So I was a bit surprised to see that there was a new book from Jennifer Niven coming out soon. I loved All the Bright Places, so I was really hoping that the new book, Holding Up the Universe, would be as good.
It was even better.
When I found out that there would be an adaptation of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children and Tim Burton would be the one directing it, I knew this film would have an amazing story line and great visual. I have to be honest though, I haven’t delved much into his filmography. I gotta say that Alice in Wonderland is my favorite, with Charlie and the Chocolate Factory coming in a close second.
Unfortunately, Miss Peregrine didn’t quite live up to my expectation.
Before getting into the review of The Cursed Child itself, I want to tell you about this little story first. I don’t think many people who aren’t Indonesians (or at least were in Indonesia at that time) were aware about this “drama” in Indonesia when the last Harry Potter movie, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II, came out here 2011. Basically there was a film boycott in the first 6 months of 2011 back then and we weren’t getting films from major studios like Warner Bros and such in the cinemas.
When the first Suicide Squad trailer hit the internet last year, with that haunting “I Started a Joke” cover in the background, it immediately captured my heart. My initial reaction was I had to see this as soon as it hit theaters. From the look of it, I imagined this movie to be that kind that has every little bit of madness, peculiarity, and brilliance. Just the right type for me. Plus, it’s DC. Ever since I was introduced to Christopher Nolan’s Batman trilogy, I’ve been rooting for stories from DC Comics. Personally, I like darker stories, which so far what Warner Bros has been selling.
I’d been wanting to read Carry On by Rainbow Rowell since I read Fangirl back in early 2015 and knew that she was turning the story of Simon Snow into an actual book. And I’d been stalling to go to the bookstore and get the book, but here I am! Honestly, the book is everything I expected it to be. If you’ve been here for a while, you surely know that I’m a huge Potterhead. I’ll mention that name in every chance that I got, if I can. So there’s no surprise when I turned out to be loving this book!
Ever since I was introduced to books and Harry Potter (I feel like I can’t write a post without mentioning Harry Potter even just once), reading and watching movies have been my top two hobbies. Although, sometimes I get bored easily, so between those two activities I also love browsing the internet A LOT. Then I get it when people say they don’t like reading books/novels because of the length and repetitive visual (meaning, all you see in a novel are just words). Some of them prefer comic books, because of the pictures and short dialogues which make them easier and take shorter time to read. Some of them prefer not reading novels altogether, and see the film adaptation instead when there’s any. And that’s completely fine! I’m not here to judge anybody’s hobbies. Besides, for book readers, what’s more pleasing than having a book adapted into a film, right? I believe seeing your characters come into life is one of every bookworm’s dreams. It’s mine, too, definitely.
First things first, I have watched X-Men: Apocalypse twice. TWICE, guys! My love for the X-Men franchise goes back to the days when I was still in school, naive, and hadn’t learned much about the world. This was before Nolan’s The Dark Knight made everything less important. This was my first love for superhero characters. This is the real deal. I had loved the old Professor X and Magneto even before the younger versions made an appearance. I stopped following the franchise after the third movie came out, but when one day (I actually don’t remember when and how) I saw clips of First Class on TV or something, I fell in love again with it. After so many years, now we’re finally in the home stretch (or is it?) of the prequel trilogy, and I still love it despite what the reviews say.