Goodbye, Harry...

A lot of you have asked what I thought of the last Harry Potter movie, but let's be honest, I was going to make this post even if nobody had. I will try my best to not be really angsty and relatively brisk about this. The movie itself, was okay. I loved how they did some of the scenes, namely Hermione as Bellatrix and the kiss (even though it wasn't like in the book), but there were also scenes I thought could have been handled better. Here I'm referring to the final Harry/Voldemort battle and the epilogue. Then again, the epilogue was not my favorite in the book either, so I was expecting it to be sort of awkward. I think there is a lot to be said for how much the acting of the kids (um...maybe not Bonnie Wright) has improved, I mean, did you see Matthew Lewis?! That was effing phenomenal! Not to mention that boy has grown up spectacularly. However, as usual, I think it was the older actors that really took the cake here. Most obviously: Julie Walters, Helen McCrory, Helena Bonham Carter, and Alan Rickman (like, holy crap, he was good). But, I also loved Maggie Smith in this one. The woman is 76, battling breast cancer, going through intense chemo, and still did some of the most badass battling I have ever seen. She could have taken a break, but she wanted to do it for the fans who've stuck with the movies. I think impressed isn't quite a strong enough word for what I am. Overall, I did like it a lot.


Emotionally, I've basically been a wreck. I spent probably half of the movie in tears to the point where both friends on either side of me felt the need to offer tissues. And then the day after, I spent the morning in a completely listless haze alternating between reading Half-Blood Prince and not knowing what to do with myself. I read my copy of Dear Mr. Potter and spent most of that time crying, because some of those letters are exactly what I would have said. I realize these books will always be here, but not having any more to look forward to in this series and possibly in this world just kills me.*

Finally, though I know only a small handful of people will see it here, I want to thank J.K. Rowling and everything she's done for me. Spending over half my life and growing up in Harry's world has meant more to me than I can begin to say. Where she put her words, so will I. By the increasingly-wearing pages of my original set of Harry Potter books, I will always silently express my unending gratitude. Honestly, "thank you" just doesn't seem like strong enough of a sentiment, but it's all I can say. Thank you, thank you, thank you. For everything.**


Mischief Managed
*I'm not sure yet about how much new material Pottermore is going to introduce, so I'm not getting my hopes up.
**Dammit, I promised myself I wouldn't cry while writing this, but somehow I've managed to fail.