Short "The Cursed Child" Review

Okay. I read it. I didn't really want to read it. But I read it. As a Harry Potter fan, I felt I owed it to myself to continue to read the in-canon materials, despite my brain yelling "no, no! What we have is already enough!" But I read it.

I didn't like it.

As any self-respecting Harry Potter fan knows, The Cursed Child was just released on July 31, the birthday shared by both Harry and his creator J.K. Rowling, and it is the script of the new West End Harry Potter play. Immediately, I had to get into that mindset. Reading a script is very different than reading a novel, and a script will read far differently than how it'll feel if it's acted out. I was able to take that with a grain of salt.

However, there were a few things that I can't really get out of my head. I didn't mind that the story revolved around the sons of Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, because they were charming and fun and relatively interesting. What didn't make sense was how all of the original characters felt nothing like their novel counterparts. Yes, they're all 22 years older, but they all felt like shells of their "real" selves. Most notable was Ron, who acted a complete fool throughout the entire play. Hermione Granger would never have married a fool. He also gives Albus Severus a love potion, which is super weird and rapey, and considering the ill-effects Ron suffered from a love potion at Hogwarts, it made absolutely no sense.

The script felt like an AU fic but not in a particularly good way. Plenty of the script is about time travel, and I fucking love time travel, but it just felt like a trope put to poor use. I really wanted to like the story, I wanted it to feel like a continuation of the series I love so much, but all in all, I was left feeling let down and unfulfilled. It didn't feel like the world that I know so well from having first encountered it at age 9. It was disappointing.