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Even though I wasn't planning on going for a few weeks, I asked D if he liked it, as he saw it on Saturday, and he explained that it was mandatory that I go see it, Sunday night, and no, I couldn't wait until Monday. So I called up another friend and asked her to meet me an hour later at the local cinema, and it was on. 

I'm a very intense movie watcher. I try not to whisper, I turn my phone on silent, and I'm generally a good patron, except that I get really into movies. If you should ever see a movie with me, I have a tendency to grab the hands, knees, and arms of my friends during intense moments. I dive face-first into shoulders when violence, almost any violence takes place. Occasionally I whimper. During this movie I kept curling my arms around my head to keep away the bad images. Actually, I have no idea why people go see movies with me (other than that I'm fun). I spent most of the movie clinging to the hand of my friend S, who took it remarkably well. She was shocked I was surprised by the twists in the movie, and whisper-yelled at me for not having read the books. 

( Spoilers for the movie, but not for the books, abound )