Posts Tagged ‘harry potter’

That was perhaps the most emotionally exhaustive thing I have put myself through in recent years.  I know, I know, it’s just a movie, but I’ve talked to several of my friends and they said the exact same thing.  It can’t mean that we’re all crazy right?  (Don’t answer that).

After twelve years of reading and watching and nitpicking and obsessing and sporting swag, I don’t think it is surprising that I’m so emotionally invested in the characters and the story.  That’s a long time to care about anything.  Heck, I’ve known marriages that haven’t lasted that long.  The fact that I had been bouncing around like a five year old jacked up on sugar all week because I was excited, and had consumed copious amounts of caffeine to stay awake the night of should probably also be taken into account as contributors to the emotional exhaustion.

Anyways, that has nothing really to do with the movie, but just my mental state now that it’s over.  HOLY BANANAS IT IS OVER (and I’m okay with that… I think).  I felt it was worth commenting on as I try to put everything into perspective.

I simply need to say that the movie was amazing.  It is by far my favourite (Goblet of Fire still holds a special place in my heart as it’s my favourite book and movie excluding Deathly Hallows (book) and Part II (movie)).  The 2 hour 10 minute timing was nice as well as I did have to get up for work.

The film itself was fast paced, and though I spent the last hour or so in tears, I did calm down after they show the major characters that die.  (No I won’t say who, if you are a person who lives under a rock and haven’t read the books I won’t ruin it but seriously, why the hell haven’t you read the books??! )  I only calmed down because I knew WHAT happened in the end.  By then I was excited and thrilled and on the edge of my seat.

As with any movie adaptation there are things I could nitpick, things that I wanted to see but that were omitted, and things that could have been explained better.  That being said, I’m not going to nitpick.  It doesn’t at all detract from the final product, which is truly a credit to both the original story and to the actors who have grown into their roles.  I will however discuss the parts I loved…


MAGGIE SMITH (aka Professor McGonagall) I LOVE YOU.  Is anyone else pleased to see her in this film, finally (after being shelved for the better part of the last films for plot/pacing reasons) getting her due and showing just how accomplished and frankly bad ass she is?

KISSYFACE.  Ron and Hermione, it’s about damn time.  I didn’t get my favourite line (Oi, there’s a war going on here!) but that’s okay, at least I got the kiss.

Neville Longbottom.  Oh Nevs, I’ve loved you since the first book.  You got your moment, had the best comedic moments, you embodied Gryffindor, YOU OWNED what your house represents, and for that sir you should be commended. Oh, and you did destroy a horcrux, good work!  (P.S. My inner fan girl wants to know if anyone saw how smoking hot he looked at the premiere, srsly.  Did you know they had him wear fake teeth to get the buck tooth look?!).


Okay, I’m sure I could continue to wax poetically about this story but I’ll refrain.  This is a 5 star rating.  Go see it and experience on the big screen.  It’s worth it.  A fitting ending to a much loved series.

Oh, and thank you to every single fan that was in the auditorium with me.  (Our AMC Lowes has 21 screens and every single one was sold out!) Your cheers, applause, gasps and tears contributed to the viewing experience and made it one of a kind.  This is why I attend midnight shows, because YOU understand exactly what I’m feeling and revel in it with me.


Misc. rambles, etc.:

  • Paying for the ‘preferred’ seating at Lowes was worth it.  No fighting to find a good seat was winning.
  • I got a diet coke when I ordered a coke zero at the concession stand.   *grumpy face*
  • I slept for over 4 hours on Sunday, and went to bed 3 hours early the same night, clearly I needed lots of recovery time.
  • I loved the texts I got from everyone about the film, thank you! ❤
  • I promised pictures of my mask.  See below.

Step One:  Spray Paint Silver


Step Two/Three:  Draw the Design in pencil, over lay in black.  (I used a paint pen).

Step Four:  Kill all muggles and mudbloods.  Oh, and don’t be lazy and upload cellphone pictures instead of nice ones.  *shifty cough*


I am the type of person who likes structure.  Who plans and nitpicks and re-plans and comes up with various contingency plans in case something goes wrong.  No, I’m not a stick in the mud; *cough*anal retentive*cough* I just like to be prepared.  Why then, with less than 30 hours before the new Harry Potter premiere did I decide I needed to change my costume?  Because I absolutely bonkers.  Clearly.

On my way home from work there is a costume shop.  They are advertising Harry Potter ‘stuff’ is 20% off.  I pulled in just to scope it out yesterday, not realizing they were closed.  (This shop seriously has the WORST hours ever).  In the window they had three death eater costumes.   I got to thinking, how fun it would be to show up as a death eater and surprise everyone who thought I’d be attending as Ginny Weasley Romilda Vane.  (Don’t get me started on why *I* couldn’t be Ginny Weasley, I am bitter over this because yes, HP is SERIOUS BUSINESS so stfu and stop mocking me IT ISN’T JUST A MOVIE GOSH).

I called my friend Anna, (who sucks because she went to California and will NOT be seeing the midnight premiere with me) gushing over the idea.  Anna encouraged me.  I love her for this reason.  Oh, and also because if she were with me she’d be dressed as Bellatrix and would look like an utter rock star.  /continues story

I stopped at Party City and looked for a cloak to wear.  Found none.  Went to Joann’s, looked at patterns and fabric to make one then finally ended up at Walmart, where I bought black bed sheets.  Oh, I got a white party mask, some silver spray paint and a paint pen to create the mask at Joann’s but that was actually the least of my worries, the mask was easy-peasey.

I got home and began working on the mask, and told my mother my plan to somehow convert bed sheets into a hooded cloak.  God bless her, she agreed to help me and actually ended up making the whole thing for me.  I had figured I’d be on my own.  Plus she had a head cold and was feeling pretty miserable, so her help was even MORE appreciated.  You gotta love that she was indulging my particular brand o’crazy.  We googled something resembling instructions and she got to work.  It took her about three hours but when we were done we had a hooded cloak.

I’ll throw on some black pants and t-shirt, the cloak and my mask and I’ll be the baddest DE around.  Oh, and I’ll have my wand and requisite dark mark on my arm.  I just really hope it can be washed off before I go to work tomorrow; I don’t particularly relish trying to explain it at a meeting tomorrow afternoon.  I also can’t remember which arm the mark is supposed to be on.  I’m thinking it goes on the left arm, but I’m left handed so drawing this could be tricky.  If I had more time, I probably would have bought a pattern for a cloak and had a nicer version made, I’d also have roughed up the mask a bit more and done some more texturizing/patina but for one night of use I’m content.

So… on that note, I am nearly ready to head off to the premiere.  Camera is ready!

The boy who lived.

Posted: July 10, 2011 in general thoughts

There are things that change your life.  Marriage for instance, or having a baby… not that I see either of those things happening to me in the foreseeable future…  but that’s not the point of today’s post.  Today, I am unleashing my inner fan girl and I’m going to talk about Harry Potter, because yes, “the boy who lived” changed my life.  The books introduced me to an entire new world, allowed me to make wonderful new friends (all across the country!) and helped me to become a much better writer.  It reinvigorated my imagination and is some of the best “page-turner” writing I’ve ever read.

As most everyone probably knows, the final installment in the HP movie franchise will be released this Friday and after Friday it will officially be over.  (I’m not sure how I feel about pottermore exactly, so at the moment Friday is the end for me, I don’t know if this community JKR is creating will actually do anything to extend the series that for me (sadly) is coming to a close).

I will be seeing a midnight showing with a group of 40 or so people, and I will be in costume as will most everyone in the group.  I told a few people this, co-workers for instance and they seem to think I’m nutters.  They do NOT understand it at all, my NEED to see this film at midnight, surrounded by other HP lovers.  On many levels that saddens me.  I first read the books in 7th or 8th grade and was utterly addicted.  All through high school and college I attended book launch parties and midnight premiers and was in seventh heaven at each one.  Surrounded by people and fans who loved the characters as much as I did, who wanted to go to Hogwarts and put on that sorting hat, who could recite their favorite lines for you from memory… how could you NOT want to be a part of that?  It’s a once in a lifetime moment!   As for the dressing up… I’m all for dramatics.  If it makes it more fun then why not do it?  It’s certainly not hurting anything and doesn’t make me a daft ninny.

That being said, I’m not sure what else I wanted to accomplish in this post, but HP means enough to me that I felt it necessary to write something about it.  I’m so sad its ending, excited for the final film (goose bumps every time I see a trailer on TV) and hope that you are out there enjoying HP that night so you don’t miss out on the once in a lifetime moment.

I won’t be posting Thursday, except perhaps to show off my costume.  A review and pictures from the premier will be up Friday evening when I get home from work.  I’ll leave you with my favorite quote from Goblet of Fire:  “It’s a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.”