I recall a night in 1972 when I
Outside of mime, modern art, modern dancing and Sarah Palin, there aren't many forms of entertainment that I apprehend less than "Harry Potter: Gobblin' Fire." It's been interesting to see this phenomenon grow over the years. People who never liked to read began reading Potter books, and many of them continued to read until they read ALL the Potter books. Before she started writing these fantasies, J.K. Rowling was on British welfare, which I believe means she would get a ticket good for a pint of beer and a blood-pudding sandwich once a week, along with subway fare to see the Queen ride by in a horse-drawn carriage with Camilla Parker Bowles leading the procession. Now she is the richest woman - maybe the richest person - in England because of the book money and movie money.
And we've all enjoyed seeing the cast grow up to be fine young adults. Emma Watson, who has played the part of "Emma Watson" in all 118 HP movies, is attending college here in the US and hopes to be in more movies. Daniel Radcliffe has shown acting talents far beyond wearing goofy glasses and is currently appearing on Broadway. Rupert Grint is currently seeing his worldwide media empire crumble in a sea of lies, tapped phones and prevarication...oh wait, that's Rupert Murdoch. There is no person named Rupert Grint.
Ten years from now, let's see if Pottermania is still in vogue. I'd hate to see that they decide to do one of those "reunion" pictures, but if they do, I hope it will be called "Harry Potter and the AARP Membership Commercial."