12:01am — The premiere of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2.
I was there.
Yes, I could have waited until the crowds thinned…until the feverish mania around the conclusion of this epic movie franchise had died down a bit.
But what’s the fun in that?
Seeing the final film in an atmosphere of unbridled excitement and enthusiasm? That’s how I want to remember Harry Potter.
People dressed in inspired costumes. Spontaneous trivia contests breaking out in the aisles. Chants of “Snape, Snape, Severus Snape” attempting to overpower a fervent rendition of “Neville Longbottom.” And the particularly hilarious cries of hatred hurled at the trailers proceeding the movie.
But the film was so worth the wait. Director David Yates’ vision is true to the book and yet so much more.
I’ll see it again, of course, at some deserted weekday matinee. It will still be an incredible movie, but…
Nothing can touch midnight.