I’m a little late to the party. I get it. It’s ok. Everyone has read the Harry Potter books or seen the Harry Potter films. The first book came out in 1997, so I’ve had a long time to read it. I have, in fact, had the first book on my book shelf for as long as I can remember. At least ten years. But, I’ve just never been interested in Harry Potter.
I’m not entirely sure why. Mainly, it’s just because I’ve never really been one for magic and all that in books. Yes, the Lord of the Rings happened the be my favourite book ever since I read it when I was nine or ten but that’s a high fantasy book set in another world. I was always aware that Harry Potter was about a wizard who goes to wizard school in our own world. And it just never appealed to me, so I never bothered.
But, a few months ago I decided that I should finally read the books. I can’t quite remember what sparked this decision – but I am very pleased that I made it.
From the first book I was, to coin a cliche, hooked. I read the others, choosing to take them out from the library. I have read them over the last few months, with other books spliced between. And, they have been truly remarkable. I don’t need to tell you that Rowling is a skilled writer. As the oft quoted review goes: “comparisons with Dahl are, this time, justified.” It’s difficult to fault Rowling on her writing, really.
Perhaps the element of the books I found most impressive was how tightly plotted they were. It’s amazing how, through the last book, so much from every other book in the series makes sense. You spot the clues which are placed throughout the series and, I can only conclude, Rowling must have a literally incredible imagination and have spent hours plotting these books for it to come out making so much sense and being so very smart.
And, of course, the characters really are clever and vibrant and intriguing and incredibly deep. I keep thinking about Harry Potter’s characters compared to Twilight’s. When the love of Heroine’s life leaves her in the Deathly Hallows, she keeps looking for Horcruxes. When the love of Bella’s live leaves her in New Moon, she curls up into a ball for a few months and then jumps of a cliff. Hmm.
Anyhoo. After reading each book, I watched the film right after. (Naturally, books precede films…) The first few films were extremely enjoyable, of course. The cast, too, is quite remarkable. The cast list over the course of the Harry Potter series reads like a who’s who of British acting. Maggie Smith as Minerva McGonagall? Perfect. Alan Rickman as Severus Snape? Perfect. And so on. Last night, after finishing the final book the previous night, I watched the final two films back to back. They were, needless to say, brilliant. “I’ve always wanted to do that spell!” Love it.
Anyway. Last night, I bought this. I have a few books to get through in the next month or so, but then I plan to read all seven books back to back, uninterrupted. That’s how much I liked it.