Harry Potter and I go way back. I read the first book before the second book was published in the US. When I read the first book, I didn't even realize there was going to be a sequel, let alone a whole series, and I never imagined what a sensation the whole enterprise was to become. I have loved watching the wizarding world take on a life of its own these past 14 years.
My daughter is a huge Harry fan. When she turned 11 in April, she received an acceptance letter to Hogwarts. That was quite a thrill!
We went to the movie last night. We had an opportunity to see a 7:00 p.m. screening, five hours before the midnight release, which was awesome, because I don't do midnight screenings.
I haven't always been pleased with the movie versions of the books, but I really have enjoyed watching the maturation of the actors portraying Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and I adore the who's who among the supporting cast. I am a Masterpiece Theatre geek, and I love love love Jane Austen film adaptations, so it's fun for me to connect the Harry Potter characters to their period pieces. Last night I immediately spied Captain Wentworth in Aberforth Dumbledore. Captain Wentworth. Sigh.
I am eager to get my daughter to watch A Room with a View with me. I shall coax her with the fact that the movie pairs up Bellatrix LeStrange and Minerva McGonagall. Who, I ask you, could resist that?
Oh, and at the movies last night, we got vouchers for the concession stand, so I ordered a medium popcorn and a medium soft drink for myself. I was dismayed at the size of my "medium" soft drink.
Edited to add: I forgot to mention that I absolutely adored Luna Lovegood's crocheted-flower-embellished sweater in this final installment. She really stood out among all that darkness.