I have just sat with a reverent audience through the last Harry Potter movie. Whilst the plot was written by an individual its relevance lies in the group endeavour that brought it to the screen. It was confused and only occasionally truly manifesting emotional depth but as a piece of art that acts as a conduit to human spirit it totally outstripped everything I saw at Goldsmiths. In the end harry is seen as a little englander parent sending his son off to boarding school. This served as a reminder that we must battle complacency everyday. All too often We go with the nihilistic flow knowing we are right to shun notions of something bigger than all of us. Perhaps the church of harry potter was attended to get kids into hogwarts?
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