I’ve watched it twice now… oh my God. The first time I was feeling pretty emotional, I actually started crying when McGonagall said “Good to see you Potter” and pretty much didn’t stop. That woman is the ultimate bamf. <3 But I think my favourite part was when Harry was looking at Snape’s memories in the Penseive… I could barely see through my tears when Lily was saying “Mummy loves you, Daddy loves you…” and when Snape was hugging Lily and crying, I had to repeatedly take my glasses off and wipe them because they kept going cloudy. Excellent.
What I wasn’t so impressed with was the very induced sounding attempts at humour… like Neville saying “well that went well”, or McGonagall saying “I’ve always wanted to use that spell” … kinda annoys me, makes it all seem very fake… but maybe that’s because I’ve read the books so many times that I’ve got it perfectly imagined in my head, and it annoys me when things are different.
On the other hand, part of the reason I loved this film so much was because most of it did really feel the way I’d imagined it, it really had that magical air to it, everyone at Hogwarts fighting the bad guys… fantastic. Memories from my childhood just came flooding back, every single trip to the bookstore, or to the cinema… eagerly awaiting the next book, discussing potential plot twists on internet forums, reading fanfictions… it was all so amazing, so heartwarming. So at the end, when it showed the trio all grown up, the tears were partly of sadness that it was all over, but partly of happiness. Happiness at how lucky I was to have grown up alongside such an inspirational story, to have been a part of something so magical. So thank you J.K. Rowling. Thank you for my childhood :)
Just got back from my grandparents’ house only to find out that I’m off again tomorrow - we’re spending the weekend at a B&B near the coast, as a family. Woohoo ~
Not much to update you on. The most exciting thing that’s happen in the past couple of days is that I was boiling some milk to make custard and it like… exploded. Okay, slight exaggeration. It more… erupted. The lid flew off the milk got EVERYWHERE. Embarrassing. My grandma now thinks I’m extremely incompetent in the kitchen… which is true. And slightly depressing.
I’ve been reading Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone in French - it’s called Harry Potter A L’Ecole Des Sorciers. Not quite sure why they changed it but I’m about a third of the way through. I was pretty shocked to find out that Hogwarts has been changed to Poudlard… there are a number of funny changes actually. Snape, for example, is called Rogue. However, one thing I was pretty impressed with was the Sorting Hat’s name. Le Choixpeau. Brilliant. Egalement -
Poudlard, Poudlard, Pou du Lard du Poudlard
Apprends-nous ce qu’il faut savoir,
Que l’on soit jeune ou vieux ou chauve
Ou qu’on ait les jambes en guimauve,
On veut avoir la tête bien pleine
Jusqu’à en avoir la migraine
Car pour l’instant c’est du jus d’âne
Qui mijote dans nos crânes
Oblige-nous à étudier
Répète-nous c’qu’on a oublié
Fais de ton mieux, qu’on se surpasse
Jusqu’à c’que nos cerveaux crient grâce.
I finished A Year In The Merde… a very funny book, but much more… how do I put this… raunchy, then I had anticipated :P still, it’s well worth a read. And I now know not to cut up lettuce on my plate with a knife but rather to tear it with my fingers… (can anyone French confirm this please, by the way?) and to ask for ‘un crème’ if I wanted a normal sized coffee without getting ripped off. I just want to go to Paris so badly! I’m going to write up a review later :)
Right well I best be off to pack my bags for tomorrow. Here’s a song my friend sent me, I’ve had it on replay for about half an hour now, it’s beautiful http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ec4Ja5p_ZSw <3