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All in books
It's undeniable that everything JK Rowling touches becomes magic, and while waiting for the premiere to start, I've never been so sure of that in my life. Despite my aching feet and the looming clouds, the air around the red carpet was rampant with tension: fans clustered around pens, waiting for the stars to arrive.
*Do NOT read if you have not read any of the other Throne of Glass novels.*
Empire of Storms begins on a plot built on subtlety, a minefield of politics, and characters struggling to find their way back to each other, to dig themselves out of hellhole after hellhole, in a world that threatens to cleave them apart daily. Underneath each page is a hint of violence, each word carrying a promise of bloodshed in the near future, a byproduct of a book which has a heroine that is both an assassin and a queen.
Lord constructs a perfect tale of love, without the novel being your stereotypical 'love story.' The main characters are exceedingly different: Vivi is one of the most vibrant characters I've ever read; her excitement bleeds off the page, reminiscent of the splattered paint that decorates the cover of the book. Jonah, on the other hand, reminds me of a rock in the middle of an ocean; he's worn down, but still stands. Their lives are almost like a tapestry, falling apart, piece by piece, as the story unravels.
After finishing the screenplay, I had very mixed feelings about Cursed Child, to put it bluntly. I enjoyed venturing back into that world; the Harry Potter world was undoubtedly a main part of my childhood, as it was to many others. However, it was as if I was looking through a blurred version of that world: so many things were different, yet it was pretending to be the same.
