Recently went to see the new Harry Potter film, number six. It didn't seem to make any sense, and
I've read the books. My brother, who hasn't read the book, didn't understand it at all. All that happened was Ron fell in love with an idiot and Draco Malfoy walked around the school and spent most of the film inside a cupboard. The quidditch wasn't very good either.
The day after, I saw Groundhog Day again, and reminded myself on how awesome it is. So it's not all gloom and doom.

It's a metaphor of human bloody existence, a dragon. And if that wasn't bad enough, it's also a bloody great hot flying thing.