Just so everyone of you knows, Disneyland is absolutely perfect right now. I went yesterday and was overwhelmed by the beauty, richness and vibrant tradition that seemed to magically and seamlessly permeate every inch of Main Street - my favorite place in the park. Just the visual experience was intoxicating and caught the rest of my senses in a tremulous, frenzied effort of trying to see and capture every speck of my surroundings. From the towering, glittering tree to the tiny ornaments within the warmly lit shops I could hardly restrain myself from grabbing arm-fulls of classic Disney ornaments and stockings to take home and amaze Bryce with. Lucky man, I spared him.
We did however, this week indulge ourselves in the midnight showing of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
I first began reading the Harry Potter books my freshman year of college and have been addicted ever since. The depths of my fandom include attending all the midnight showings that occurred after my reading of the books, enrollment in a Harry Potter class offered at CSULB - yes, it's real AND we were sorted into houses, so when I say I was in Gryffindor, I actually mean it. I also successfully converted my husband into a true Harry Potter fanatic. He re-read book 7 with me in anticipation and excitement over the new movie and he lovingly put the batteries in my holly and phoenix-feather wand so that the tip of it would light up.
Yes, he loves me and we love Harry Potter.
If you haven't read the books yet, I would highly encourage you to do so. The story is so powerful, so gripping, so sad and so full of love. From the second this seventh movie started I was in tears, dreading the losses that this book encounters. - I should mention that I frequently cry in movies, but I like to think that the movies I cry in are worthy of my tears. My favorite movie is Little Women (with Winona Ryder), I watched it recently but it had been a while since my last view and for whatever sentimental reasons I spent almost the entire movie with tears pouring out of my eyes or choked up to where I couldn't speak. ANYWAY, back to Harry . . .
The movie was fantastic, it presented the moments of heart break and emotion with such sublimity and power that it felt, or at least I reacted the same as if I were back home,sitting on my bed with candles lit around me reading the actual paper pages of the book. I loved the movie, go see it - I believe that if you have not read the books yet this movie may push you to. I know they are children's books, that they're a fad, that they are full of wizard and witches - but I promise that if you give them a chance you will encounter a story that channels the powers of good and evil with almost perfect purity and agony. It is quite simply, a fantastic story and why would anyone turn that down?
To give you a snippet, here is one of my favorite quotes from Dumbledore,
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
Now, go and think about that concept and then go and buy the books.