Oh my god where do I even begin? Ever since I can remember I have been a huge fan of everything J.K’s wizarding world has offered. When the movies ended I of course was devestated and consistently re-read the books in hope of rediscovering the magic I once loved and breathed. Of course, since then we have been gifted with the Cursed Child script and stage play, various theme parks and exhibitions – the magic never truly ended. But when this was announced, I couldn’t contain my excitement.
Once kitted up in my Gryffindor scarf, Platform 9 3/4’s t-shirt and equipped with my Hermione wand for protection we ventured into the cinema to re-live our childhood. We were gifted with a wonderful little leaflet about the movie and the characters, took pictures in the super cool cardboard cut-out, then took our seats.
Patiently waiting for it to start, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I hadn’t watched many trailers in attempt at not getting my hopes up but of course had had a sneak peak at a few bits on the internet. The moment it started and the oh so familiar music boomed through the cinema and I was transported back 10 years into my childhood, but also almost 100 hundred years to 1920s New York city.
It was weird that the story wasn’t set in England, as Harry Potter is something so obviously British, but it was wonderful to see the story and mishaps occurring somewhere else and even hear of another wizarding school that isn’t Hogwarts! I adored the costumes, music, and general 1920s aesthetic, but longed to see a Gryffindor robe somewhere.
At the mention of Albus Dumbledore I felt a shiver echo down my spine, yet still managed to fall in love all over again with these new characters. Newt was a wonderful heart-warming character brought to life perfectly by the ever so talented Eddie Redmayne. I especially adored the comedy of Jacob but also the heartache and romance of Queenie.
However, as J.K. said before the movie was released, it was going to be a lot darker, this I would 100% agree with. At times, I had completely closed my eyes and was attempting to peek through the cracks of my fingers to not miss a bit, but also have the ability to sleep at night (bare in mind I am a complete and utter scaredy cat).
I laughed. I cried. I cheered. I clapped. This story was beautifully moving yet so Harry Potter it almost hurt, I enjoyed being transported into the world once again and cannot wait to see the next films. Since, I have picked up the screenplay of the movie and I must say, the cover is delightfully gorgeous! If you love anything Harry Potter, you must go and see this movie, its different but so special in many ways.