Showing posts with label Harry Potter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Harry Potter. Show all posts

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Harry Potter and the Totally Relevant Bloglist


by Brendan Cavanagh

As I sit on my couch all day today in agitated anticipation for the midnight premier of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II, I'm finding it hard to be productive or to focus on any one thing for an extended period of time. In honor of tonight's magical shenanigans, here is a cornucopia of lists and things that run through my mind when I judge the merit of one book / movie from another. Have at it:


Hottest Actresses:

1. Clemence Poesy (Fleur Delacour)

2. Emma Watson (Hermione Granger)

3. Helena Bonham Carter (Bellatrix Lestrange)

4. Domhnall Gleason (Bill Weasley)

5. Evanna Lynch (Luna Lovegood)


Favorite Books:


1. The Half-Blood Prince
2. The Deathly Hallows
3. The Goblet of Fire
4. The Order of the Phoenix
5. The Prisoner of Azkaban
6. The Chamber of Secrets
7. The Sorcerer's Stone


Favorite Movies:


1. The Half-Blood Prince
2. The Goblet of Fire
3. The Chamber of Secrets
4. The Deathly Hallows Part I
5. The Prisoner of Azkaban
6. The Order of the Phoenix
7. The Sorcerer's Stone

In the Order of the Phoenix, the jump cut from the playground to a hand-held camera following Harry & Dudley as they run from the storm is, in my opinion, one of the best-shot scenes of the series.


Best Movie-Ending Song (very, very important):


1. Reunion of Friends by John Williams (Chamber of Secrets)
2. Another Years Ends by Patrick Doyle (Goblet of Fire)
3. Loved Ones & Leaving by Nicholas Hooper (Order of the Phoenix)
4. Mischief Managed! by John Williams (Prisoner of Azkaban)

Who can forget Harry's charming mug plastered across the theater screen?

5. Leaving Hogwarts by John Williams (Sorcerer's Stone)
6. The Friends by Nicholas Hooper (Half-Blood Prince)
7. The Elder Wand by Alexandre Desplat (Deathly Hallows Part I)

There's so much more I could do, but I have to get ready for the premier. And yes, I'm aware it's not 5:00 yet.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Not Your Average Christmas List

16 reasons I like Christmas...

...because I couldn't come up with 25. Conveniently for me, there are 16 days until Christmas.

by Brendan Cavanagh

Of course we all appreciate Christmas for a variety of reasons- family, friends, togetherness, presents, food, the usual. I'm going to try to stray away from those aspects, focusing instead on some of the more tangible facets of Christmas present in pop culture. Here are 16 songs, movies, and television programs about Christmas that give me that warm, fuzzy feeling during the frost-bitten month of December:

16. Jingle All the Way (1996) - I'll admit, this is not a holiday classic for many, and it's pretty cheesy. I mean, it's a family Christmas comedy starring Ahhnold Schwarzenegger, Sinbad and that kid who played Anakin Skywalker in the Phantom Menace. But it's a movie I grew up with, and I honestly think it's pretty funny, especially a scene in which Terminator dukes it out with about a hundred Santa Clauses. Arnold is actually not bad at comedy (think Kindergarten Cop ["IT'S NOT A TUMAHH!], and a lot of his action movies are kind of laughable today).

15. Stereomood - A buddy of mine just pointed this site out to me a couple days ago. It has a plethora of playlists designed to match a specific mood, such as "It's Raining," or "Just Woke Up" or "Afrodesiac (sexy African rhythms?)." But it's not necessarily a bunch of Bing Crosby and Irving Berlin and all that jazz, rather favoring more independent and lesser-known artists. For instance, on the "Christmas playlist," one may find original holiday songs by Canadian songstress Feist, masters of suburban ennui Arcade Fire or even hip-hop group Run D.M.C.

14. Target's Christmas Playlist (2010) - I noticed early this year that Target's decided to market much more independent music, explaining why Vampire Weekend can be found littered along the shelf among Garth Brooks and Mariah Carey. So it is with Target's annual seasonal playlist celebrating the magic of Christmas, targeting (so to speak) the little things in particular. Notable appearances are made by Best Coast/Wavves, Guster and Coconut Records- a moniker for actor Jason Schwartzman's solo project.

13. Tift Merritt, "I'll Be Home For Christmas" (2010) - Tift Merritt is a laid-back, female singer-songwriter in the same vein as 60s/70s folk artists Joni Mitchell and Emmylou Harris who has recently come to my attention. A burned copy of her latest studio album, See You on the Moon, was presented to me a while back with a bonus Christmas track included. It fits in really well with the general atmosphere of her record- a mellow approach to the holiday standard that gives it a little bit more of a somber, real feel. "I'll be home for Christmas, if only in my dreams."

12. Holiday Inn (1942) - An old black-and-white musical film about two guys, Bing Crosby and Fred Astaire, who decide to convert Bing's farm into a concert venue only open on holidays. It's a feel-good story with plenty of romance and charm, and it features the song "White Christmas," classically mistaken to originate in the subsequent film, White Christmas. The movie is one that I distinctly recall appreciating as a kid, and it's definitely one to revisit at Christmas time, as it is a very seasonal movie that practically demands to be watched alone on a late winter night.

11. The Band, "Must Be Christmas Tonight" (1977) - It's always fun when I discover that a favorite band of mine has a Christmas song out there somewhere. This one in particular was included on The Band's final studio album, Islands, but it has an even better an alternate take appended as a bonus track to the end of Northern Lights - Southern Cross. It's simply a fast-tempo description of Jesus' birth in the stable from the point of view of a mere shepherd, featuring Rink Danko on vocals, lending the song a little more sincerity and soul.

10. Home Alone (1990)/Home Alone 2 (1992) - A lot of people forget amidst all the comedic sabotage and hijinks set up by the movies' lonely and haunted protagonist, Kevin, that these movies are centered around Christmas. Not only do they depict how Kevin's family accidentally desert him on two Christmases in three years by traveling to another country, but they also focus heavily on commonly-experienced familial themes like love, unity, forgiveness and comfort. Take the scene in Home Alone when Kevin walks around his neighborhood and wistfully observes other families enjoying their night together, or in Home Alone 2 when Kevin prays to God under the giant tree on Rockefeller Square that all he wants, if nothing else for the rest of his life, is to see his mom and tell his family he's sorry. The first two installments of the Home Alone series are, as one Youtube member described, "touch warming" accounts of the importance of family, though personally, I always related more to Kevin's younger cousin Fuller.

9. It's A Wonderful Life (1946) - Yeah yeah, I know everyone always lists Frank Capra's holiday masterpiece as an essential component of Christmas, but hey, it's a wonderful movie, and it takes place on Christmas. But what's brilliant is that, although it's hailed as a Christmas classic, most of the movie doesn't even take place on Christmas! It features a suicidal Jimmy Stewart and his guardian angel, Clarence, revisiting scenes in Jimmy's past that proved to be crucial, demonstrating how drastically they would be different if Jimmy had never lived. At the end, though, Jimmy breaks down and realizes how important he truly is and rushes home on Christmas Eve to find his family and friends all gathered together to celebrate the festivities as well as their appreciation for him. The final, almost heart-rending scene features Jimmy's brother leading the crowd in an anthemic recitation of "Hark the Herald Angels Sing," followed by the movie-closing "Auld Lang Syne." Can we do that sometime, guys? I want to sing that song with a group of people.

8. Trans-Siberian Orchestra, "Christmas Canon" - I don't know if I have such a strong attachment to this song because it's a beautifully haunting amalgam of children singing over an adult orchestra, or because Pachabel's "Canon in D" is the best song I've ever played and memorized on the piano. In any case, I always strain to hear this song played on the radio between Thanksgiving and Christmas because it's so rarely played and it's so pretty. I used to have visions of performing this song as a student body at my grade school's Christmas program, settling instead on bizarrely doing White Christmas in the spring, which we really did.

7. Bob Rivers, "The 12 Pains of Christmas" (1988) - Now here's a song that never fails to be played at least ten times a day on any given Christmas radio station, but I love it anyway. Bob Rivers is a bit of a comedian when it comes to creating music, and here he takes a modern, pessimistic spin on the traditional "12 Days of Christmas." Who doesn't relate to frantic adults dreading dinner with their in-laws, or to the people who are driven mad by countless charities, or to their dad, literally and figuratively, blowing a fuse trying to hang festive lights? "FINE *whack* YOU'RE SO SMART *whack* YOU RIG UP THE LIGHTS!"

6. The Office Christmas episodes (2005, 2006) - The Office is not one for spicing up typical daily office life with a few holiday-themed episodes sprinkled into the schedule. Seasons Two and Three in particular featured incredibly funny Christmas specials that are, at times, difficult to watch. In Season Two, for instance, Michael Scott is frustrated after receiving a hand-knit oven glove Phyllis makes him for the office's Secret Santa, so he proposes a "YAN-kee SWAP" instead, although each gift was picked out for a specific person. Season Three took things to a more depressing level, as Michael brings a pair of waitresses from Benihana to the office Christmas party, attempting to make one of them his girlfriend. The problem is, he can't tell which one is which (as he claims Asians "all look alike"), so he tags one of them with a permanent marker. What's great about the Office's Christmas specials is that, though they may start out sad and miserable, they always end with a raucous drinking party that allows the staff to let loose and learn to appreciate each other.

5. Meet Me in St. Louis (1944) - This movie focuses on a sexy, young Judy Garland and her family living in St. Louis as they anticipate the opening of the 1904 Louisiana Purchase Exposition World's Fair. The children soon learn that the family will be relocating because the father's job to New York City, causing them to miss out on the Fair, as well as new found romances and friends and their familial roots in St. Louis. On Christmas Eve, Judy Garland's character, Esther, encounters her younger sister, Tootie, sullenly waiting for Santa Claus to arrive, to no avail. They begin discussing the upcoming move to New York, which has Tootie in tears of reluctance, so Esther attempts to comfort her by singing "Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas," which immediately became popular after the film's release. This only further depresses Tootie, who runs out sobbing into the yard to bash in the heads of all of her snowmen in a distressed rage. It's enough to make you cry your eyes out, you feel so bad for her.

4. Bing Crosby and David Bowie, "Peace On Earth/Little Drummer Boy" (1977) - In one of television's most bizarre collaborations, David Bowie appeared on Bing Crosby's last annual Merrie Olde Christmas special in 1977 to sing a song with old Bing. Apparently, he hated the song "Little Drummer Boy," which is what Bing ended up singing, so he co-wrote "Peace On Earth" with Ian Fraser, which he wound up singing over Bing's part. The song turned out quite lovely, and you'll find yourself singing Bowie's part over Bing's because the music swells and makes it so damn pretty. I can recall countless Christmas mornings watching this video in wonder as I simultaneously creamed my dad in Battleship.

3. The Jackson 5 Christmas Album (1970) - This is my favorite collection of Christmas songs of all time. It catches the Jackson 5 right in the middle of their insane popularity and success, and Michael on the very cusp of his beginnings as a solo artist with Motown Records. The album contains eleven songs, all of which are good, I believe, and some of the 5's renditions of popular Christmas songs themselves became standards, such as the energetic take on "Up On The Housetop," which has Michael listing all the things he and his brothers would like for Christmas. Others are a little slower and more conventional, featuring brother Jemaine on lead vocals, but are memorable nonetheless- one of my favorites being the album's opener, "Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas."

2. ABC Family Harry Potter Weekend - It seems as if every other week is Harry Potter weekend these days. I believe, in all honesty, that I've experienced three of them while I've been away at school. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Although Harry Potter weekends are usually sporadic and arrive unpredictably throughout the year, Christmas is the one time of year that demands one to be included in ABC Family's 25 Days of Christmas. Harry Potter, though admittedly a bit of a favorite of mine, like the aforementioned movies on this list delves heavily into commonly-understood themes of family, friendship, and affection, feelings typically evoked over the holidays. The movies even feature some memorable Christmas scenes, like the first time Harry gets real presents, or that time Harry and the Weasleys celebrate the holiday and Mr. Weasley's health at 12 Grimmauld Place. Unfortunately, none of these scenes are found on Youtube, so help yourself to a deleted scene from the Christmas portion of the Sorcerer's Stone.

1. Bob Dylan, "Must Be Santa" (2009) - Yes, Bob Dylan, a Jewish-born folk singer well-known for his late 70s/early 80s born-again Christian zeal, released a Christmas album last year! I actually went out and bought it, not only because I'm a fan of Dylan, but also because all of his royalties from the album's sales would go to Feeding America in the USA, Crisis in the UK and the World Food Programme. I don't actually own a lot of his albums, so I figured I could make a little contribution here for a worthy cause. And you know what? To be honest, it's not half bad. It just sounds like an aging musician singing a bunch of popular Christmas carols, nothing outrageously jarring about the vocals. Although Dylan took a rather traditional approach to these songs (they sound more like they came out of the 50s than the 2000s), he decided to turn "Must Be Santa" into a frenetic, fast-paced polka, and it's pretty darn catchy (what other song blends a list of reindeer with a list of past presidents [both share Nixon]?). But then shortly afterward, Dylan released a video for the song- his first video in about ten years- and it's insane. Throughout the entire video, which takes place at the uproarious, drunken Christmas party you wish you could attend, Dylan awkwardly dances in and out of frame, even defying the laws of physics at times. Interspersed is a short sequence of a man inexplicably trying everything- throwing vases, swinging on chandeliers, jumping out windows, etc.- to evade a group of guys. At the video's close, as the man sprints past the front porch to freedom, Dylan and Santa, side by side, exchange shrugs and knowing glances that seem to say, "Some guys can't handle Christmas." It's the zaniest Christmas video out there, and it's one of the main reasons I'm excited about the holiday's imminent approach.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Brendan Cavanagh and the Unnatural Obsession


With the release date for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part One rapidly advancing, I feel obliged to do my duty as an overgrown fanboy and dedicate today's post to man I've loved since I was seven: Harry Potter.

That's right! I'm still obsessed with all things Potter-related. I'm a Potterphile, or a Pothead or something like that. And I have the DVDs, soundtracks, trading cards, chocolate frog cards, action figures and curiously-similar articles of clothing as the movie character to prove it. The story behind my obsession is a rather thrilling tale, I might add, so dip your face into this Pensieve here and let me take you back about eleven years ago...

Sometime before I turned eight, probably in the late winter of 1999, I was just getting used to second grade and doing what I loved best at the time, which was voraciously consuming a wide array of books- Clue-themed mysteries, the Magic Tree House series, and a "classic" novel here and there that I picked off the shelf that no one neared (I once borrowed a copy of The Last of the Mohicans, last checked out by my dad in the early seventies). One night my mom decided to introduce me to something new, something she figured I would enjoy, since I enjoyed employing my imagination while reading (how else could I discover mummies in morning or swim with dolphins at daybreak?). She presented me with a paper-back copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, and I sat down to read it immediately (I usually read about three books at a time back in the day...oh juvenile Brendan, where are you now?).

I began the first paragraph and was introduced to Vernon Dursley of 4 Privet Drive, who produced drills for an important company called Grunnings, and promptly tossed the book onto the shelf on the other side of the room, thinking to myself, "What a boring book. Let's see what the Animorphs are cooking up!" Thus ended my first experience in the long relationship to come with Harry Potter. Things stayed dormant for a couple months, until I don't know what happened, maybe I felt bad for judging a book by the first paragraph (let this be a lesson to you, kids- don't judge a book by its cover), but all I remember is that there was a veritable explosion- I became infatuated with the three books already released in the series. My earliest memory of reading HP is during the St. Agnes Read-In, where us second graders brought sleeping bags to school, dressed in our jammies and curled up all day with our favorite books. I think I just brought two: The Sorcerer's Stone and The Chamber of Secrets, and I'm pretty sure I read both of them within the space of about five hours. Which is pretty crazy for a just-turned eight year old.

For the next several months, literally all I read were the two aforementioned books, as well as their sequel, The Prisoner of Azkaban. At this point it was cute- little Brendan found his first true passion since Thomas the Tank Engine, let's watch him go! To encourage this obsession, my dear mother once again stepped in and signed me up for a contest without telling me, one which allowed 500 lucky readers across America to have a copy of The Goblet of Fire shipped to their door on the day of its release. That day, I woke up early and begged and pleaded with my mom to take me to Barnes & Noble to buy this book, which she consented to do, but only after Grandma came over for a little coffee and a chat. AHHHHHHHHHH OMG JUST HURRY UP ALREADY GRANDMA. Grandma finally said those magic words, "Well! Looks like I should probably get going..." (YEAH PROBABLY). I graciously and speciously offered her my arm and walked her to the door with the intent of escorting her to her car in order to get her off my hands so I could jump into the backseat of our van and await our departure. So we get to the front door and there's a big yellow package laying at the bottom of the door frame with my name on it. Consequently, I dropped Grandma's hand from mine and inspected the package 'cause, come on, who doesn't like getting a package (sorry Grandma)? To my incredulity and wonder, it was a new, mint-condition copy of The Goblet of Fire! In my sheer euphoria and inability to come to grips with reality, I began to LOL as I sat Indian-style in the doorway, hugging my new Harry Potter book. "Oh ho ho! I nearly tripped over that when I walked in this morning, I meant to tell you!" WHAAAAAAAT GRANDMA. Whatever. I had mine.

Then for the next year almost all I read (and re-read) was Harry Potter. At this point now, my parents began to get a little nervous. "Why is this kid so enchanted with a make-believe wizard?" they probably thought, though not to themselves. They approached me one night as I lay curled up on my bed reading one of the four HP books and advised me to move on to another book. "You spend far too much time reading this silly Harry Potter series. It's all good, but you need to expand your horizons instead of devoting all your time to HP. We love you, honey, but we think you're a little too old for this." Ouch. That really stung. When they left the room, I thought long and hard about their words. Half a second later I dived right back into my book and read on. Oh yeah, and then there was one time in September of my eleventh year when on the way to school, my mom turned to me and said, "You know you're not going to Hogwarts this year, right?" My parents really didn't invest a lot of faith in me. But I knew what I was doing. Suckers.

2001 was a big year for us. We saw the release of book #5, The Order of the Phoenix, which featured the first major death (sorry Cedric, but no one saw you as that pivotal to the 4th book). In that year we also saw the first movie come out. This was huge- for once we were not asked to rely simply upon our own ideas of what characters looked like while reading the books. Finally we could watch our favorite books played out on screen! However, it seems like a lot of people really hate the film series. I don't like to look at the movies as attempts to directly adapt the book to the screen- maybe during the first viewing- but instead I like to see how the movie entertains me. As I've stated before, I really like Rupert Grint, and I think Daniel Radcliffe is hilarious, and there are so many talented actors and actresses in the movies that make it cooler to watch, it sort of brings these great talents to the same level as me- we all take some sort of stock in the series.

I'm running out of time, so let me try to speed things up here. I grew up and began to attend midnight releases of the following books, starting with Order of the Phoenix. It was always my pleasure to stay up late and wait out for my copy of the book, take it home and read until I fell asleep. My goal each time was always to finish it within the day, which may or may not have happened. Then once I was old enough to be out really late on my own, I started, once again with the Order of the Phoenix, to attend the midnight premiers of the movies. This was a great way to see great movies with my friends and make memories. OBVIOUSLY, I dressed up for all these events! To sum it up, midnight releases were awesome- you could get sorted into houses, drink and eat Harry Potter-themed snacks, find people who were equally as obsessed as you and have a magical good time.

I realize only now that there are so many side stories involved with this topic, so I'll save all that and leave you guys with this:

I don't know why I fell in love with the series as much as I have. I guess I just read it at the right age- I literally grew up with Harry, Ron and Hermione. Sure, I didn't battle dark wizards or compete in Triwizard Championships, but I've always found that the most readable, enjoyable and identifying themes throughout the series are those that I myself have experienced, too- love, friendship, school, family, death. At times, it may have seemed like I was bordering on the fanatic side, but I think with every similar jacket or shirt I bought or every extra inch I let my hair grow over my face I was just attempting to identify with Harry even further.

I used to get told all the time that I looked like Harry Potter or Daniel Radcliffe, and I loved it. When I went to the midnight release of Half-Blood Prince, a gaggle of girls screamed and ran up to me, asking for my autograph because they thought Daniel Radcliffe decided to stop by Springfield, Illinois for the night. As I got older, though, I sort of got tired of hearing it, much like Harry tires of being told he looks like his father (but with his mother's eyes). Now that I look quite different than I used to, I sort of miss hearing those comments. It's not that I want to look like this again, but I miss the innocence of my youth, of my Harry Potter days. It was tough reading that last page of The Deathly Hallows, and it'll be even tougher to see the credits roll for The Deathly Hallows Part Two. But I'm so looking forward to it anyway.