My friends have left, moved on. I met them when I was nine years old, and instantly fell in love with them. And after 10 amazing years, they've finally gone. At least, thats what I felt when Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 was over. I'm in no position to write a review about the film. If I look objectively at the film, it still is magnificent. Nothing short of cinematic brilliant, on par with the likes of Return of the King. But personally this film means so much more to me. Out of all the things that I may have forgotten from my childhood, watching Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone still is a vivid memory. I was (and still am) a Harry Potter nerd, and see all what I had imagined while reading the book come on screen was simply magical. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, all the characters, Hogwarts, classes..and Quidditich, always Quidditich. Also I fell in love with Emma Watson. Common, you know you did too.
And I kept seeing them again, and again over the course of time. Growing up, facing challenges while I too was growing up at the same time. And yesterday, when a decades worth of stories finally culminated in one film, it was overwhelming. To tell you the truth, it could not have been more perfect. Everything about the film was brilliant. From the stunning set pieces, to the acting, the special effects, the musical score, and above all else, the heart wrenching scenes. Seeing the movie, was one emotional blow after another. I don't cry in movies. The closest I've come to crying has been while watching Schindler's List and Toy Story 3. But watching Snape's flashback was heart-breaking. And then the scene with the Resurrection stone just added to the emotional torture.
By the time the movie ended, I was a mess. Literally. Thank god for 3D glasses. And I'll tell you why. For me, Harry Potter wasn't just about the universally loved books and movies. It was probably the biggest part about my childhood. I grew up with them, through ups and downs. And growing up, I didn't have a whole lot of friends. But I had my books. And I had the magical films. And sometimes that was just about enough. So it wasn't just the film ending. It was also my childhood. Growing up isn't easy, you always need something to hold on to. 'Of course it's all happening inside your head, but why on earth should that mean that it's not real.'
But true art stays forever. So just like the books, the films too will do the same. And it isn't always about the journey or the conclusion, sometimes its more about the memories.
But in the meanwhile, say it with me. Go on.
'Not my daughter, you bitch'