Ok guys enough with this Cursed Child-hate
I am one of the fortunate few who have been able to see Cursed Child during previews, and as a person who herself was slightly panicked whilst reading spoilers (yes, I read them all, I need to mentally prepare myself for a thing as big as Harry Potter eight before I see it, deal with it) I found myself thoroughly enjoying the play.
No, it’s not perfect, the plot has its weaknesses, just like it was in the books. I know that for many of us - myself included- Harry Potter is a second home. Something we worship and value as an important part of our life. And of course when someone tweaks and fiddles with something we hold dear, we’ll react. But to make up your mind regarding a close to 6-hour play based on a comment you read on Tumblr/Reddit just won’t do.
The Cursed Child is visually a phenomenon. I’m still trying to figure out how they did the magic I saw enfold on stage. The actors ARE Hermione, Harry, Ron and the rest. They embody them and give us further insight into these characters that we love and that some of us grew up with. Sam Clemmet and Anthony Boyle (Albus and Scorpius respectively) make you fall in love with the next gen in a way that I never thought possible. The music tears your heart out and fits perfectly with the tears running down your cheeks and the goosebumps on your arms.
Harry Potter and the Cursed Child is a play that had me laughing, crying (yes), gasping and going how-the-hell-did-they-do-that through all four parts. It had me smile nostalgically to my fellow Harry Potter-friends sitting beside me, and made me fall in love with Harry Potter even more (didn’t know it was possible) as the boy who lived once more gave me a new outlook on life. New lessons to carry with me. New magic.
Instead of complaining that we don’t like the new material J.K gives us we should be grateful that she keeps it up. Keeps inventing and exploring the world we all love. Keeps giving us new characters to love and to write about. Keeps loving this world as much as we do.