The End

I've decided not to spoil the story of the very last episode of the Harry Potter sequence, mainly because we've been discussing it for about two hours now. Anyway, if you're a true follower, you have already read (and probably even seen) it.

The first thing I'd like to comment on though, is the shameful and intensely irritating lowness of movie-going culture. Every time I go to the theater some freak sits behind me, who keeps kicking the back of my chair. This time luckily we were sitting at the back row, so we managed to avoid this problem. But the two stupid teen girls sitting next to us picked up their phone like hundred times during the film, actually answering it. The others around us were chewing and squeaking their seat. Why the hell do people eat and drink at the theater? Are they hungry in that exact two hour? No, it's the way food companies "educated" us. We have to buy some huge popcorn and coke combo to feel relaxed in front of the screen, no matter how much these cost. (I say we, though I never do it and despise this habit very much.) And to add to the comfort, at the end people must leave their rubbish all over the floor, on the furniture, everywhere. And the way they kept talking and laughing and disturbing all the silent scenes in the movie really enraged me. And at the end they jumped up so quickly as if they couldn’t wait to get out. I mean, why do you buy tickets for a movie that you’re not interested in?
I know, it’s the coolest thing on now, so you have to watch it even if you don’t know anything about the story, you have to occupy yourself somehow while the newest sequel of Twilight comes out.  (Let me add here that all the trailers before the film advertised some piece of shit film that I don’t know who the heck will watch. I mean, surely not me.) In addition, this cool stupid-just-like-you guy asked you out and you couldn’t say no. Only you forgot to tell mom where the shit you had gone so she could call you a hundred times.
Okay, so enough of movie-goers and the hopelessness of our future judging the next generation. About the film… Well, the end scene was shocking and sad for me. You know, when they have all grown up, married each other, named their kids after teachers from Hogwarts, and are accompanying their kids to Kings Cross. At the end they are standing there masked as adults, in stupid “adult” clothes. My sister said they had once been heroes and had become grey no-name people. That’s part of it. But also as they are looking after the train surely they know they can never return to Hogwarts. That’s the end of it.
And I could cry thinking of it. For I, too, have to wear those stupid adult clothes and say goodbye. Only I haven’t even gone to Hogwarts.

P.S. I won’t go into praising the actors, just a tiny remark here that Alan Rickman is totally convincing. Oh, I cannot even find the proper word. Okay, and a bit goes to Ralph Fiennes, too. But that’s really where I stop.