This is such a phenomenal question L, and I want to thank you for it because I just grinned so big I have a feeling you may have just made my night! This is going to be a bit lengthy and a touch personal, because my experience with the films as a whole comes from a lot of various influences in my life at the time, so lets get cracking.
When the very first Harry Potter movie came out, we already had four books. By this point in time I was taking what were then baby steps into the online world. I’d contributed some fan theories, but for the most part my focus was on writing as Snape in chatrooms, on AIM and on sites where there was only one version of any character, so you had to really prove yourself.
You had an application form to fill out, a roleplay sample ( generally with a specified word count ) and then you had to maintain appeal to that entire small community so that you did not ‘lose your canon’ which – stressful starting point in its own way, truly helped me toughen up and smarten up as a wee writer just getting started.
Looking back on it, I don’t know how I did it. I was a cringey little idiot who should not have been allowed on a computer unsupervised ( I was 10, almost 11 when I started writing online! Ridiculous! ) but, I digress. By the time the first movie came out, I – was like, twelve, and very certain I was Hot Shit, thank you. I was writing Snape, I was writing OC’s, I had a huge bank account on dinstitute and could almost buy a firebolt.
Harry Potter was my go to happy place and I was so ready for this movie. I saved up my allowance and even picked a day to go see it with the staff and was INSANELY well behaved for two weeks straight prior to going so that nothing would get in the way of me being there the first weekend it came out. And it was – honestly I never knew you could go to a movie in costume? ( Cue me, every movie afterward, dressing up as Snape! Not hard. My whole wardrobe was black I just picked my Darkest black pants and made sure my hair was freshly died as dark as humanly possible -eyup. I was that guy. I am so sorry. )
It was magical for me. Seeing the Harry Potter movie was the most magical, happy moment of my life. I felt transported into the world of magic in a whole new way – so deeply, so intensely that I didn’t realize what was missing until way later. I was far too boggled by what was there. Dumbledore was everything I ever wanted him to be! The Great Hall stole my breath away! The Hat, holy shit it had a mouth in the most clever way, I really honestly felt like I was seeing magic.
The unicorn destroyed me. Up until that point the most magical movie in my life was Legend. Literally everything captivated me, and I think the only thing that really, truly frightened me was Voldemort on the back of Quirrel’s head – and uh. I think that’s fair. He was supposed to be pants shittingly terrifying to kids, that’s the whole point.
What was really great was, as I grew up – so did Harry, Ron and Hermione. They aged alongside me in many ways and every time a new film came out it was a really big event to me. The movies always managed to transfix and transport me into the world I was so in love with and I will never, ever get over my initial sensation of pure joy brought to me by the first film. Nor, really, can I say that I don’t have a deep seated nostalgia and adoration for every single film. They all bring something out in me that’s good, and for that – I can’t hate them.
That said, as the films came out, fandom was growing bigger and broader than ever before. This was my first real experience with fandom in general, and one thing that stood out to me was the amount of people who had never read the books. It never occurred to me to be mad at these people? Going to see a movie based on a book is uh? Common?
What saddened me was all the things they didn’t know. I would encourage them to read the books so that they could meet Bill, and Peeves, and learn about Charlie and his dragon rescuing, and the most epic spell ever – waddiwasi! I wanted them to share the same understanding I had for all of these characters, because what the films did was amazing – but there’s so much more to see, and if you love the movies, you will really love the books.
As I grew older, I became more critical. This is – pretty much the state of most older fans now, I think. We’ve reached a point where the magic we were given isn’t enough anymore. We want to create our own, but in so doing we need to address the flaws in what we have and start filling in holes ourselves. Which fandom has been doing from day one, but has grown harder and harder since JKR kind of – won’t stop milking this cow for all its worth.
She takes a lot of credit for things fandom did for itself and that is upsetting. It’s even more upsetting to see information brought to light about characters that either completely rip apart everything fandom did to give that character – well, anything from a personality to a dynamic background – or worse, strip away things from characters to make them even more two dimensional. Worse, she’s a little performative in the things she agrees to and claims ‘were always the case’ when there’s literally no contextual evidence whatsoever, it’s just what fandom’s been doing for twenty some odd years and it’s a good way to keep em hooked I guess?
Anyway, as an adult, I am more critical. And I think, if I changed anything about the films – I would be honest about the casting process. James, Lily, Remus, Sirius, Severus – they were kids during the first war. I want to see a Tom Holland-looking baby faced derp smiling sadly at Harry through the mirror. I want to see actors in their 30s playing Marauders era characters, not actors in their goddamn fifties.
The point of this war was that it was devastating and I think a remake of the movies would be wildly ambitious – but if they ever did it, and it held a diverse cast so that everyone could see themselves in the magic on screen and not just in the works that they themselves have to produce – they would have my money.
They would have my money in a heartbeat.
But for what the films were – for all that they represent – as a whole, and despite all criticisms I may post on occasion, I stand by the fact that they are masterful pieces of magic, and that they brought a sense of purity, happiness, and excitement into my life when there were very, very few things I could hold on to that felt safe or good.
And I will always be grateful for Harry Potter, in film and in books.