Thursday, May 22, 2014

The most magical day

Once upon a time, a little five year old girl reached up to a high shelf in her bedroom, pulled down a book, and started to read a story about a boy wizard in a cupboard under some stairs.

Fifteen years later, that girl stood by that cupboard as portrayed in the films based off those books.



If anyone knows anything about me, it is that I absolutely adore the Harry Potter series. I've read all seven books over fifty times each. I've seen the movies over and over again, to the point where I can quote them word for word, with accents. I work for MuggleNet.com. These stories have touched my life in a way that very little else has. I could do a full post on why I love them so much.

On Tuesday, I finally made it to the Warner Brother Studio Tour London: The Making of Harry Potter at Leavesden Studios. It was one of the best days of my life.



The Studio Tour is an exhibition, on location, of how the Harry Potter films were made. Housed in two sound stages in the studios where they shot the films (buildings J and K, actually), it holds the original sets, props, costumes, and more used in the films. It is a Potter fan's dream come true.

After class, we bolted out the door and to the Tube stop. I waited impatiently as we took the Tube and a train and a shuttle bus. And then finally, finally, I was standing in front of those doors. I confess, I ran around like an eleven year old as our group collected tickets. I took pictures, I jumped in the air, I couldn't wipe the grin off of my face.


And then, we entered the building. The first thing you see when you walk in is a bunch of beautiful portraits of the actors, a few larger props, and a queue.



And right there is the cupboard under the stairs. Inside, the original pair of glasses Daniel Radcliffe wore in the film sat on a shelf. You could almost believe Harry was right there, coming back soon or just out of sight in the cupboard.

They finally let us into what they call the holding room. On the walls are eight screens, each showing the posters for each of the eight films. Once everyone is inside, they start a small film featuring the production team, describing how they found Harry's story and decided to make it into a film. The next stop is a theatre. There, they show an overview of all eight films. Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, and Emma Watson narrate an overview of the experience of working on the films and what visitors will find in their tour. And then, the three of them walk through the doors of the Great Hall on the screen. The screen rises.

And then the magic begins.

Right behind that screen are the actual doors to the Great Hall.



Needless to say, I sprinted towards them. I could feel tears rising in my eyes. These were the actual doors. And then, they opened.

Into the Great Hall I stepped. Yes, some of those tears escaped. I could hardly walk down the Yorkshire Stone floor, the same floor that the cast and crew walked on for ten years. The tables were set with dishes, and original costumes were placed by each House table.


The first thing that struck me was the incredible amount of detail. There were such small things that you could never see on film, but they included them anyway. You could tell right away that the production of these films was a labor of love for the stories they were bringing to life.

From there, the tour continues on. Original props, costumes, and more were everywhere. Everywhere I went, I noticed all of the incredible detail, and my happiness was just...complete. My only problem? I wanted to touch everything!

We continued on through the tour, and though I could describe everything in detail, you probably don't want to read about it, so we'll just do some pictures. The way the tour works is that you can spend as long as you want looking at the props, sets, and costumes, taking pictures, etc. (I think I spent about four hours in there, but I'm not really sure). They have a fun interactive green screen section, where they take photos and a video of you flying the Ford Anglia and on a broomstick (where you get to where a House robe!). In between the two buildings, they have some of the larger outdoor sets. The second building houses the creature shop, Diagon Alley, concept art, and models. Everything is absolutely incredible. I'll just go through a few of my particular favorites (though it's so hard to choose!)


The Gryffindor Common Room was just as cozy as it appears on screen. I wanted to sit in every chair! There are books on the desks, beautiful paintings, a gorgeous tapestry, sweet wrappers, robes, scarves, and the costumes from the third film. At the top of the spiral staircase is Harry and Ron's Christmas jumpers, as well as Hermione's from the end of the first film. Fun detail: the doorway over Hermione's jumper says "Girls", as it leads to the girls' dormitories. That was never seen in the films. Second fun detail: one of the paintings on the wall was of Minerva McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor House!

Now for some magic. The Weasley family live in a wonderful house known as the Burrow, and since they are all wizards, of course their house is full of magic...including knitting that knits itself! All of the moving pieces were controlled by elaborate systems of pulleys, wires, and electronics so that they would move by themselves. 



The Burrow set was absolutely wonderful!

More detail fun! The graphics for the films were created by a team called MinaLima. Their work is astounding. They include so many tiny details that could never be seen in the films. It is absolutely incredible.


This is Lily's letter to Sirius, which Harry finds near the beginning of the seventh film. The letter is copied exactly from the letter written in the book. I don't believe the letter was included in the final cut of the film, and you certainly wouldn't be able to see it on camera. And yet, it is there in its entirety. 


This is my absolute favorite MinaLima piece. They created all of these fun things to fill Fred and George Weasely's joke shop, Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. This one made me laugh, as it's a toy version of the flying Ford Anglia the twins fly in the second book/film, something they are very proud of. Of course they would include that in their joke products! It just shows how well the designers knew the characters.

Next, we head outside to some of the larger outdoor sets. The backlot is pretty much a paradise of awesomeness. 



I loved the bridge. This area is never mentioned in the books, but the director of the third film, Alfonso Cuaron, created it for Harry and Lupin to have a conversation on. Later, it was where Harry and Hermione discussed the Triwizard Tournament, where the idea for the D.A. was cemented, and where Neville, Ginny, Seamus, and more students fought off Death Eaters (eventually blowing up the bridge). It is beautifully made, and uneven, which gives you the idea that it is being held up by magic!




Drinking some delicious butterbeer in front of Number 4, Privet Drive! The butterbeer tasted just like the stuff I make at home. Funny detail: the only thing recreated on the house was the number 4, as Rupert Grint took it home as a memento. Rupert played Ron Weasley. He was never on this set. It just goes to show how random and quirky he is!


The Knight Bus seems to dominate the area with its three stories of purple glory!


Having a moment by the Potter's Cottage in Godric's Hollow. The hole in the room just makes your heart ache.

After drinking our butterbeer and looking around the backlot, it was back inside to see the Creature Shop! This area houses all the creature creations, from goblin masks to Fawkes the phoenix to wax figures of characters who died. It also includes animatronics used in the films. The largest is Buckbeak, who moves in a way that you almost have to believe he is real!


Of course, the proper way to get close to a hippogriff is to bow. If he bows back, you may approach! The creature shop head told a funny story about how a group of dignitaries came to visit once and bowed to Buckbeak. They had him bow back of course. The dignitaries bowed again. They went back and forth until one of the dignitaries asked if they could please get him to stop, as their culture dictated that as long as Buckbeak bowed, they had to bow back! 

The next area was Diagon Alley. Standing there was like a dream come true. It felt like you had really entered the magical place. And once again, I got giddy over the incredible detail! 


This was on the door of the Apothecary. Never seen in the films, but it made me laugh!

After that, we saw a lot of the concept art. It was so beautiful. I want this one printed and displayed in my future house.

And then, my absolute favorite moment. 

We turned a corner into the next room. The soundtrack from the last film was playing. And there, right in front of me, was Hogwarts Castle itself. 


This is the to scale model of the castle used in all eight movies to create aerial shots. I knew it was coming. However, it still took my breathe away. I literally stopped in my tracks. Tears came to my eyes. It was beautiful. Pictures cannot do it justice.

I watched as the lights dimmed, and candles were lit inside. Slowly, the day lights came back, as if the sun were rising, and one by one, the lights in the windows went out. 



I stood there for a while, tears in my eyes. Right then and there, my five year old self, the little girl that dreamed so much and found something so beautiful in a story...that piece of me, the part of me that still believes in fairy tales and magic, in true love and dreams coming true, the part of me that has become my writer's imagination...that little girl felt like she had come home. 

The tour ends in a small room full of wand boxes. Each one has a name on it. Every single person who was involved in bringing Harry's story to the screen - from J.K. Rowling to the directors and actors to caterers and drivers - has a box with their name on it. It is a beautiful sentiment, and it's fun to try and find familiar names amongst the boxes! 


In the wand box room reads one of my favorite quotes from J.K. Rowling: "Whether you come back by page or the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home." 

Hogwarts is a home to me. I fully believe that there is magic in stories. We can learn so much from them. There is a magic in storytelling, in the way that people can connect so fully to something born in the imagination of another. Stories are born in one person's imagination, but they grow in the imaginations of others. We find homes in the places we find in our imaginations. Magic lives in the stories we love. 



We finished the day by having a look around the gift shop. Yes, I wanted to take all of it home. I ended up just buying Harry's sweater he receives from Mrs. Weasley for Christmas his first year at Hogwarts. It's wonderfully warm and fluffy, and made by the same company that made the sweaters for the films. 

Channeling my inner Hermione by petting Crookshanks  

Owls! One day, I will take an owl home. After all, it's the same one I have on Pottermore!

I can't wait to go back to the Studio Tour. It was one of the most wonderful experiences I've had. Luckily, I have the opportunity to go back for MuggleNet when the Studio hosts Wand Week, a special event showcasing wands and dueling in the films. It's sure to be another magical day!

Monday, May 19, 2014

Paris Holds the Key...

...to my complete and utter confusion. Really though.

All right, I'll just get it out of the way: Paris was not my favorite place. I just feel that London is a safer, cleaner, and has more charm. Of course, that's just personal preference. A lot of our group really loved it. But though Paris had some nice things, I think I prefer the charms of London more.

So anyway. The whirlwind that was three days in Paris! I'm really not even sure everything that happened. We left London at 4 am, taking a Eurostar train under the "Chunnel" (the tunnel that goes under the English Channel), in which most of us were dead out asleep. And then, I opened my eyes and everything outside was written in French. So, we come across my problem #1: I speak no French. I never realized how much I depend on reading signs around me until I found I had no idea what they were saying.

That first day, we ended up wandering around Paris with a friend of one of the students here. She was from France, and she was so kind. She took us to some of her favorite places in the city, and it was fun to see the city in a way that wasn't the typical tourist way. It also poured that day, more I think than it's rained in London so far.


A typical Paris street; all the buildings pretty much look the same, with the same limestone walls.


That first day, we hiked about a million stairs to Sacre Couer. It was a beautiful cathedral, and had some great views of the city.


We also stopped by some gardens...I couldn't read anything though, so I had no idea where we were or what the significance was. But they had a cool map, so I tried to be artsy. 


To round off the day, we went to see the Louvre lit up. The moon was absolutely perfect above it, and I was obsessed with the pictures I got. I wish I had had a better camera to capture the moment.



After that exhausting day, we went back to the hotel and crashed for a few hours. The next day, we were up again, trying to hit all the major sites. I also ate more for breakfast than I think I ever have. The food there is absolutely delightful, and we stuffed ourselves with bread, gelato, chocolate, macarons, crepes, and more.


And then the Eiffel! We stopped by in the morning just to look around, and took a few pictures.


Our next stop was the Lourve. It was incredible but...I also wasn't too impressed with it. Maybe I just don't know enough about painting; maybe there were just too many people; maybe I was just tired. We did see the Mona Lisa, though, after fighting through an absolute mob to get even remotely close to it. I definitely took a couple pictures and got out of there as fast as I could, before I got to anxious being around that many people.


And then, back to the Eiffel, this time to go up!


The views were incredible. Paris seems to stretch forever from the Eiffel. And somehow, it all looked the same to me.


That night, we took a group river cruise on the Seine. Finally, I felt like I was learning something, as they had information in English! It was definitely a highlight for me.


My other highlight was the Musee D'Orsay and the Van Gogh's we saw there. They had a special exhibit based on a essay that was trying to prove that Van Gogh committed suicide because society could not accept his genius. It was fascinating, and I got to see some really cool paintings. No monsters in the churches, though (Doctor Who joke, again).

We finished that night with dessert (such good chocolate mousse) and fell into bed once again. One of my roommates and I were talking as we went home, though, and we both agreed we were ready to go home...and by home, we both meant London.


The next day, we made our way to Notre Dame (No-tra Dahm is the cathedral; No-ter Daym is a university, as I bit back many times to people.) 
And here, I realized something I've thought about for a long time: I'm a little uneasy about cathedrals and other places of worship as tourist attractions. I mean, I love to go see them, I think they are absolutely beautiful. One of my favorite memories is my high school choir singing in Grace Cathedral in San Francisco. The Spirit really is there. But as we walked around Notre Dame (which was gorgeous), I thought about what it would be like to try and pray there when hundreds of tourists are walking around taking pictures and talking. It just didn't seem very peaceful, or much like a place of rest. It made me a little sad to think that this beautiful building built to be a place to worship God couldn't hold peace at that moment.




And then we ran to the Arc de Triumph, which...was under construction. Which ruined the awe a bit, I think. Honestly, by this time I was so tired, I just wanted to crash and be back in London, which feels so much like home. And so, our Paris adventure ended...but not before I had eaten fifteen macaroons! (they were seriously one of the best things I've ever eaten in my life). 

So Paris wasn't really my cup of tea (no pun intended). It was a nice adventure, a nice little holiday, but it's not somewhere I think I would stay very long. It was great to step off the train and smell air that didn't reek of urine and choking cigarette smoke. It was nice to be able to read signs and talk to people. It was good to be "home". 

And what a home it is! We have finally moved into the renovated BYU London Centre, and it is gorgeous. But that is for another blog post! 

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Not a London post, but connected to a previous post

Remember when I wrote that somewhat-ranty post about superhero movies last month? Well, once again, I've found someone who can say things better than me and be spot on. I just randomly came across this article while reading another article for one of my classes tonight:

"Things Crashing Into Other Things; Or, My Superhero Movie Problem"

Worth a read, and spot on, in my opinion. Time for movie viewers to step up and demand something with more substance, I think...

Thursday, May 8, 2014

History comes alive and childhood dreams come true

So, it's been a couple of days, and those couple of days have been extremely exciting. So if you're up to the task, here's an extremely long post about it all!
If you're just looking for the highlights, though, I'll give you a list for those. Pictures are scattered throughout!

  • King's Cross Station and Platform 9 3/4 
  • Paddington Station and Paddington Bear 
  • Warwick Castle 
  • Shakespeare, including Stratford-upon-Avon, seeing King Henry IV Part I performed by the Royal Shakespeare company, and touring the Anne Hathaway Cottage, Mary Arden Farm, Shakespeare's Birthplace, and Trinity Church, where he is buried. 
  • Seeing Once on the West End 
Are you ready? Because we're about to delve into history, my childhood dreams, my love for British television, musicals, and a lot of stuff in between. Here goes: 

King's Cross Station and Platform 9 3/4


Finally, I got to go to Platform 9 3/4 in King's Cross Station, the location that the Hogwarts Express sets off from in the Harry Potter books. I've been dreaming of coming here since I was five, and it was everything I wanted it to be. 

The station had so many people coming for Harry Potter that they set up a special area that looks like a trolley going into the wall, and you can take pictures. They even let you borrow a Hogwarts House scarf! 



The girl taking the professional pictures they have available to buy said this was the best jumping picture she had seen all day.


I was so giggly. Also, I got to wear two scarves, as I'm both a Hufflepuff and a Gryffindor (and that's official Pottermore sorting, which was designed by J.K. Rowling herself, so I firmly embrace both). 

They have an adorable shop there as well. The wand display was impressive, and I was extremely excited in there. It was the perfect warm-up for the Studio Tour later this month! I could have spent an enormous amount of money...but I just picked up the first book. Fitting that I should get the beginning of the story where it all began.


Paddington Station and a certain marmalade loving bear

Our next stop was another train station connected to literature. When I was a kid, I absolutely loved the Paddington Bear books, about a small bear from Darkest Peru who comes to London and is found by the Brown family, who takes him in an names him after the station where they found him. They're absolutely adorable children's books, and Paddington Station was a must see. 

They have a cute statue portraying the bear at the station.

Once

That night, we went to the West End to see the musical Once. I had heard great things about it, and I was excited because Arthur Darvill, who played the wonderful Rory Williams on Doctor Who was starring. So I was expecting it to be good. However, nothing could have prepared me for how blown away I was. The show was absolutely phenomenal. The music was gorgeous, the story lovely, and the actors so fantastic. I was in tears at the end. In fact, I'm listening to the soundtrack as I write this. I can't even choose a favorite moment from it. Everything was just indescribable. 

We waited outside the theatre after hoping to meet the actors, but sadly they didn't come out.

This is the cast we saw. Seriously, it makes me cry just watching this. 


After that wonderful night, we went home because we knew we were getting up early for our Shakespeare tour. 

That History that comes alive

And it came early. We stumbled out of bed and onto a bus that was at least a half hour late, and made our way out of the city and into the beautiful countryside. 

Our first stop was Warwick Castle. Originally built in 1086, it is steeped in English history. Now, it's quite touristy, but still fun. 


Those touristy things? Yeah, they were awesome. Well, being the BBC nerd that I am, I really loved the BBC Merlin Dragon Tower. It was really cute, and they even had some props from the show! However, no one I was with had seen the show (really, am I the only one who watches these?) So I went by myself.


They had a...well, to put it simply, it was just a really bad wax replica of Colin Morgan, who played Merlin on the show. It was really laughable. But I took a picture anyway. Oh, and have I mentioned how much waxworks freak me out? There were some others throughout the castle, and I jumped every time I saw one.

The castle and it's grounds were lovely, despite the rain. 

Shakespeare

Then it was back on the bus to the Anne Hathaway Cottage, where Shakespeare's wife grew up. The best word for the place would be idyllic. The gardens were simply breathtakingly beautiful. 

One of the gardens was made up of plants that had been mentioned in Shakespeare's works. Each one had a plaque with the relevant quote on it. 


There was also a lot of art in the gardens. I especially liked this one, which was inspired by a passage in King Lear.


Everything about this place just made me want to stay.

Our next destination was the Mary Arden Farm, which belonged to Shakespeare's mother. It is still a working Tudor farm, animals and all!


My favorite part was the birds of prey. They. Were. So. Cool. 

Still convinced this is my Hogwarts owl, and I should have taken it home.

I got about six inches away from this owl. It was huge and kept screeching, and it was AWESOME.

The horse and I had a special bond. Also, I think I look like I should be in some kind of movie in the picture. Maybe something in the Tudor era or something like that. Maybe it's just that my coat hood looks like a cloak hood or something, I dunno.

Aaaaaand then came the tragedy: my camera battery died. And I spent the rest of the day letting other people take pictures of me and seeing everything I wanted to take pictures of. Because everything got really cool after this, including the owl flying past me. So I'll have to collect the pictures from everyone else and post them later. 

After the farm, we jumped on the bus again and went a few minutes up the road to Stratford. It's a charming little village, and Shakespeare's birthplace is right in the middle. The birthplace was interesting. Sometimes it's weird to think of these fantastic writers living normal lives, living in houses in little villages on rivers. We also made the walk down to Trinity Church, where Shakespeare is buried. I definitely had a moment looking at the Bard's tomb. It was quite the experience. 

After a dinner of fish and chips and a walk along the river, we finished the night by seeing a performance of King Henry IV Part I by the Royal Shakespeare Company. WOW. I was in awe the entire time. The performance was absolutely perfection. The sets, lighting, and music were engrossing. The acting was PHENOMENAL. I couldn't get enough of it. I could go on and on about how much I loved it. Sadly, a lot of our group (including our geography professor) fell asleep at different points. It's hard to be super excited about something when no one else really is. For the sake of the length of this post, though, I'll move on with that. 

We got home about one in the morning, and collapsed into bed. 

The British Museum and Bloomsbury

Today, after sleepily making our way to class, we went on another one of our walks, this time around the British Museum and intellectual London. 

We didn't spend a lot of time in the Museum today, but we are definitely going back! I did get to see the actual Rosetta Stone though. 



Whew! Well, if you made it through all that, yay for you. I hardly made it through writing it! Tomorrow promises to be another exciting day. As someone said to me today, "Everything is amazing for you," and it really is. London is everything I could have ever wanted.