Tonight I felt it my duty to go and along and see the final Harry Potter installment. It's got good special effects, okay?
In one of many climactic moments, Neville Chamberpot (or whatever his name is) stands alone on a bridge taunting an army of evil wizards from behind a protective magical forcefield.
Suddenly - gasp - the forcefield vanishes and it dawns on Neville that nothing stands between him and the legion of unattractive baddies. In the breathless silence of this realisation, a male voice somewhere along our aisle demonstrated a keen grasp of the plot by announcing: 'Now you're fucked.'
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