Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Harry Potter: Deathly Hallows and paranoia


I'm going to go ahead and admit something...I have yet to see the trailer for Deathly Hallows Part 2. I know, I know, I'm a disgrace to the Harry Potter community/fandom, but let me explain myself. See, here's how it is: I'm frightened. I'm scared of the emotions/tears/breakdown that will arise once I watch the trailer. I'm afraid of the surge of emotions that will undoubtedly occur when it hits me that this is it. After this movie, nothing new that is Harry Potter related will be released for the world's enjoyment. After July 15th, only the memory of my experiences with each book, each Midnight Magic Party, each Midnight movie release, will remain, and that scares me to death. It scares me because it's a reminder of how I'm getting older by the day, how I grew up with this series, and now it's coming to an end...it's almost as if (as depressing as it may sound) with the final scene of the movie will come the final scene to that part of my childhood. I will recently have turned 22 (22!) and that will just be a summation of my youth and all the magic and fantasy and hope and heartbreak and breathtaking spurts of adventure and imagination, when I walk out of that theatre at 3ish in the morning on that day (because I'll be damned if I miss the midnight showing), I will have to face the realities of the world and move past the beauty of the expanded universe that only something as soul-grabbing as children's fantasy literature can create in ones mind.
          Basically, the way my mind is working right now makes me think that if I prolong watching the trailer, maybe I can prolong that? It makes sense if you don't actually think about it.