Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince premiered in London yesterday (Dumbledore dies) and our England put on its usual fare of shitting down with rain (Dumbledore dies).
The three young stars of the series, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, and Daniel Radcliffe, were undeterred and seemed to have a jolly nice time posing for pictures (Dumbledore dies) meeting fans, and getting properly soaked in the process… bless.
What the hell is up with Radcliffe though. Grint is by all accounts a humble ace bloke, and seems to have grown into his originally questionable looks. Emma Watson has become what can only be described as a stone-cold fox and has cemented her place in my Top 5 “Chicks That I First Saw As Children But Would Now Totally Have a Crack At”. But poor old Potter himself seems to be morphing into a slightly creepy little uncle type, the kind that comes round for Christmas but sits on the couch while everyone else has dinner at the table (Dumbledore dies).
Also, I’m no fashionista, but that jacket/tie/face combination looks bloody horrendous. Is it held together in the middle by some kind of Spanish cleat!? BAD POTTER! BACK IN YOUR BOX!