Slight spoilers for those who haven’t read chapter 55:
My god, Harry is infuriating. Why, after realizing that Quirrell might have set him up, after deciding to doubt everything Quirrell said about the plan (and needlessly dismissing his doubts), did he assume that there really is a magical psychologist to fix Mme.Black up?
Why, after deconstructing his predicament did he then fail to apply the same rationalism to its immediate effect? Ugh. If there’s one scene that convinced me that he’s under the Imperius curse, it’s his thinking up ways of convincing the likely-fictional-Doctor of healing the likely-uncurable maniac.
These past 5 chapters have been as infuriating as thrilling. I hope Harry stops being human and once again becomes his hyper-rationalist self at some point in the near future.
P.S. Does anyone else find dramatic irony to be the most infuriating, anxiety-inducing literary tool known to man?
P.S. Does anyone else find dramatic irony to be the most infuriating, anxiety-inducing literary tool known to man?
No, I personally find it a close second to the comedy of errors (which I just plain cannot watch or read, I instinctively curl up in a fetal position or storm out of the room upon exposure—being unjustly blamed is my biggest rage button by far).
No, I personally find it a close second to the comedy of errors (which I just plain cannot watch or read, I instinctively curl up in a fetal position or storm out of the room upon exposure—being unjustly blamed is my biggest rage button by far).
I have the same “problem”. Though I could claim that it’s a personality flaw in everyone else that allows them to enjoy watching the misfortune of others.
Slight spoilers for those who haven’t read chapter 55:
My god, Harry is infuriating. Why, after realizing that Quirrell might have set him up, after deciding to doubt everything Quirrell said about the plan (and needlessly dismissing his doubts), did he assume that there really is a magical psychologist to fix Mme.Black up?
Why, after deconstructing his predicament did he then fail to apply the same rationalism to its immediate effect? Ugh. If there’s one scene that convinced me that he’s under the Imperius curse, it’s his thinking up ways of convincing the likely-fictional-Doctor of healing the likely-uncurable maniac.
These past 5 chapters have been as infuriating as thrilling. I hope Harry stops being human and once again becomes his hyper-rationalist self at some point in the near future.
P.S. Does anyone else find dramatic irony to be the most infuriating, anxiety-inducing literary tool known to man?
No, I personally find it a close second to the comedy of errors (which I just plain cannot watch or read, I instinctively curl up in a fetal position or storm out of the room upon exposure—being unjustly blamed is my biggest rage button by far).
The comedy of errors also makes me feel extremely uncomfortable, but I enjoy it anyway out of sheer masochism.
It must be played for laughs, however.
I have the same “problem”. Though I could claim that it’s a personality flaw in everyone else that allows them to enjoy watching the misfortune of others.